Lovesongs for Underdogs

Stone cold in this warm bed again Wide awake and waiting for them I send my shadow running on ahead again I wait and wait and....... I'm waving in my beautiful friends over there on the end of the The bright light the bright light begins it The grass

You'd have to be an acrobat to touch her Where she can feel a thing You'd have to be a racecar diver To catch up with him You'd have to be an astronaut you'd have to be a shrink You'd have to be an acrobat 'cause where they go Nobody knows She throws