God I am nothing but a boy in my room But when I stand at the windowsill and I look at the moon And I know something is rising to another dimension Going out of my mind and way across the midwestern expanses It dances out under the stars it's a prayer and it's there when I'm riding in cars And when I'm listening to music, when I'm watching tv I don't know how to say it, I get down on my knees, in my room In the evening, when no one's around, I turn on the radio and turn up the sound
I say no, no don't fall through I need you Call me up right now I'd call you but I don't know how
It started out when I was 10 years old I climbed into the driver's seat, the car started to roll down a hill And I fell deep in love with a lady who I hadn't yet met Oh but she made me her baby, right then found a pen Started writing a poem, and it's not done, I continue every time I'm alone And I know that she's out there, and I know you can hear me How I'd love to be real, and I want you to be near me, but the radio's broken The phone's out of service, and we've got no connection and it's making me nervous
I say no, no don't fall out I call out In this night's last hour I'm feeling that mysterious power
God I am nothing but a boy in my room, A boy in my room feeling that mysterious power
Compositor: Ezra Mordechai Furman ECAD: Obra #12919573