Song Description

Unrequited love for a rock angel who is my best friend.

Lyrics

The road was on fire and the nights were long
Baby's little parties getting out of hand
So you play Miss Nightingale
I come back in the morning just to see who's gone
Find you still rocking up upon the stand
Though you're not the one for sale.

And I cry out and I shake and sweat
And I wake -- middle of the day --
A dream so fresh that it still is wet
And your image fades away.
And now I pace and I'm burning up
'bout the things - that we never said
Left with an x-rated thought balloon in the space above my head,
Empty space above my head.

We never talked about it.
How I could not resist you.
Blew me a kiss, and I felt so bad.
The funniest thing about it --
Don't even know how to miss you
You were the best I never had

And you still can't see it
Still can't see me

'Cause the road is on fire and the nights are long
So many people feeling out of control
So you play Miss Nightingale
They hang around forever just to hear your song
An angel singing to the holy fold
As you grab the devil's tail.

And I cry out that I can't forget
Because I've got nothing to remember
All my chips on a losing bet
And a date with my right hand
And what's that sound in the waning hours
Only me, like I'm going under
Flash your smile like a million flowers
While you wing it with the band.
Yeah, you sing it with the band.