Too far gone to know you’re there
Too far gone but still I care
Nothing in the world is going to help me
Like you do

I need a break, what does it take?
Who’s big idea was it to think and don’t say?
Where would I go – what do I know?
What did you do to make me feel this way?

Well it’s a beautiful day
To drive my car
Well it’s a beautiful way out

Too far gone to turn around
(Let me ask you some questions...)

Where’s my finest hour?
On the horizon or under the clocktower
And where’s my one big chance?
In front of my face or just a needle in a haystack

Well it’s a beautiful day
To drive my car
Well it’s a beautiful way out

Well it’s a beautiful way (drive my car)
To drive my car
Well it’s a beautiful way out (drive my car)

Hell of a day, hell of a day, hell of a day to crash my car
Hell of a day, it’s been a hell of a day
A hell of a day to crash my car
Hell of a day, I picked a hell of a day
It’s been a hell of a day but I might go far
Hell of a day, with no alternative way
That was a hell of a day to crash my car

Well it’s a beautiful day to drive my car
Well it’s a beautiful way out
Well it’s a beautiful day
To trash my car
Well it’s a beautiful way out

So what am I gonna do now?
I’m just ‘fucking around with my head in the clouds’
And when am gonna come down?
I looking for the keys to my perfect sound