One last thing

One last thing
Chocked up in a city street.
Brok glass and a bloody scene.
Young guns that are half my age.
Bag that, it's in Monterey.
Cell phones and the magazine.
Death bombs, and we're human beings.
Hate, wars and diamond rings.
Nightmares of silly things.

How does anybody sleep at night?
Out of mind, but not out of sight.
Out of love, and we've just begun.
Living large in America.
But I've found one last thing to believe in.
But I've found one last thing to believe in.
Close calls and we're holding on.
Police lines and fire alarms.
High winds with a heavy fall.
Dead birds in a parking stall.
How does anybody sleep at night?
I lay in bed and I close my eyes.
I try to rest, but it starts to hurt.
Living here is a lot of work.
But I found one last thing to believe in. (x4)