Written in April 1997 in Edmonton, Alberta
When the sun goes down
and people around here love to hear the sound of a restless man
And they check their spirits when they hear it
And they know that they don’t have to fear it, anyway
They don’t have to fear it
They don’t have to fear it
Cursed with a wanderlust and a lack of trust
And you’re wondering what’s all the fuss and commotion
But you were born with it and you just can’t quit
And you realize you ain’t felt it yet, all this emotion
Tell me can you feel it?
Tell me can you feel it?
I’m gonna be your lover
I’m gonna be your friend
If you be my silver lining
We’re gonna the race in stolen car
You just wipe the tears from your face, baby
And see just how far
Can you see how far?
Can you see how far?
Well, it’s in those late night hours
When you contemplate the towers in your way
And you’re left feeling empty to no resolve
And sheer happiness if falls along the way
Tell me can you feel it?
Tell me can you feel it?
I’m gonna be your lover
I’m gonna be your friend
If you be my silver lining
We’re gonna the race in stolen car
You just wipe the tears from your face, baby
And see just how far
When the sun goes down
and people around here love to hear the sound of a restless man
And they check their spirits when they hear it
And they know that they don’t have to fear it, anyway
Cursed with a wanderlust and a lack of trust
And you’re wondering what’s all the fuss and commotion
But you were born with it and you just can’t quit
And you realize you ain’t felt it yet, all this emotion
I’m gonna be your lover
I’m gonna be your friend
If you be my silver lining
We’re gonna the race in stolen car
You just wipe the tears from your face, baby, and see just how far…