Lyrics

She would walk ten thousand miles between the two short rooms of her home Pick up a guitar, two chords, answer the phone And it takes association, a lot of motivation and a line of demarcation To make her feel alone Hey you're alone There's always something better to do Someplace better to go, someone better to know Something better to see, something better to be There's something better to own Sometimes the price is too high Sometimes the cost is too dear Sometimes you can't see the sky For the ceiling that you built here I want to buy her a leather jacket I want to buy her a guitar I want to charge up all the mileage on a bright red rental car I want to build us a big white house I want to paint a big gold star So she always will remember how right we are Sometimes the price is too high Sometimes the cost is too dear Sometimes you can't see the sky For the ceiling that you built here Sometimes you balance your life Against the interest on your layaway But some things are just too precious to sell off or give away Don't give it away I want to buy her a guitar I want to build us a big white house I want to paint a big gold star I want to find us a place to stay, find us a place to play The means and the faith to stay the way we are