Strange

In the back of a pick-up truck
Riding high across the gruesome blue wind

Clouds hang on the backs of skies
That all your dreams just die in

One day they'll put me in a pine box
With a brand new golden cross

Heaven's just something I hold on to
To keep from feeling lost

Come inside honey, it's time for bed
There is nothing you can hold on to
That you won't soon forget

Feeling strange like the whole world's coming
Down around me over and over again
Feeling strange like a moth drawn to the flame
You make the same mistake over and over again
Feeling strange like the whole world is calling me down
Feeling strange like I'm breathing at the speed of sound

Baby ain't it strange how we love?

Every time that you call me up
Your just country mule kicking
Looking for a life of your own

Never, never, never give up
On the things that make you feel less alone

I drove out to the darkest part of the darkest road
Where all the trees are picked bare
If you ever get tired of it, honey
You can come out and meet me there

The water is fine, maybe dive right in
The water is the same as it's always been

Feeling strange like the whole world's coming down
Around me over and over again
Feeling strange like I've never seen a face
Or a name that I like half as much as this
Feeling strange like the whole world is calling me down
Feeling strange like I'm breathing at the speed of sound

Baby ain't it strange how we love?