Rental

From the back of a rental car

Through the mist and the rain

I see the sign

First turns one color

Then another

With a torrential splashing

I say goodbye

I don't want to move away

I don't want to move away

And when you call

I listen

And when you call

I listen

There's nothing more depressing to me

Then the fluourescent lights

Of an airport lounge

You could be coming

You could be going

But either way you have to say goodbye

I don't want to move away

I don't want to move away

And when you call

I listen

And when you call

I listen