I'm just driving.
Something tells me this is unreal
and something tells me not to care,
So I'll just keep on driving
lost in a Cul-De-Sac.
The sun is up and the moon is out
lost in a Cul-De-Sac.
Yesterday, today , and tomorrow
circle around me. They circle
like they're lost...
lost in a Cul-De-Sac.