A dozen roses in the car And I don't know where you are Maybe I don't know what I'm doing You're moving like a movie You still move me among the other ones And twos and threes and twenty-threes Got to keep my conscience clean But that hurricane what's-her-name Mentality was not for me and it never could be 'Cause it surely brings bitter things and misery And I say Heaven hits me hard in with the new Heaven hits me hardly in with the news Whatever gets me started in with the noose Have you ever had a heaven here and was it clear? 'Cause I just wrote a letter A confession down the ladder That things could be so much better Through follow the leader I met her and then another end And usually a grudge, but I loved so much The way we touched and psuedo-kissed Oh, I already miss you singing like this over the phone Every now and every then I tend to pretend I'm not alone I'm not alone I'm not so alone ♪ Static made old radio Static made old radio Static made old radio Now I know, static made old radio Now I know, static made old radio ♪ Heaven hits me hard in with the new Heaven hits me hardly in with the news Whatever gets me started in with the noose Have you ever had a heaven here and was it clearly better?