Yelling At Dave
(H. McKenzie)

Waste another minute going out of my mind
The boredom's behind me its coming
Car window stuck again but I am pushing my luck
Driving too far, engine gunning
At the point of no return a little man sold me a luck 
charm and said 
”baby, you better keep you head up cause the sun is 
coming down, the suns coming down”

I'm yelling at you babe
but you won't hear, you won't hear me yelling
I'm driving the tears away 
but you won't see, you won't see me coming
I'm riding solo, I'm riding solo

Waste another mile on a useless chase
I'll never erase that final picture
Stolen hotel towel stings my skin like the sand I never 
imagined so much rapture
This forceful denial gets my feet hitting the ground 
(feet hitting the ground)
I better keep my head up cause the sun is coming down, 
the suns coming down

Sometimes the dirty cold truth is just too hard to hear
Sometimes the get away signs are missing or unclear
I found salvation in your songs
Your voice put me back where I belong

I'm yelling at you babe but you won't hear, you won't 
hear, you won't
I'm yelling at you Dave but you won't hear, you won't 
hear, you won't