The Hitcher you're never far away from my mind always too far away to here controlled explosions wreck the train lines just cant believe the coast is clear i get this feeling it's such an itch you're somewhere out there in a landslide all hope just slipping through like sand telephone lines down in a rainstorm i'm like a ship moored on dry land i get this feeling it's such a bitch you're always far out in the mid-range all around the state boundary 'spillage' signs somebody burnt down all the pylons and you're my passport past these mines i get this feeling i wanna hitch hitch a ride on your smile hitch a ride to your smile hitch a ride away from here end of the tunnel light just blinds me while you weep like a willow tree sent out distress signals to find me they shine so hard so why can't we? i get this feeling I wanna hitch hitch a ride on your smile