There's rust on your jacket And mud on your lip And I wonder where you're going And I wonder where you've been 'Cus you know that I'm listening And you know that I'm watching you from afar And we can go on for hours And I'd stop you but I don't have the heart And that paper on the floor Is a map to where you are And it covers up so much, so much That I don't even know where you are 'Cus you know that I'm listening And you know that I'm watching you from afar And we can go on for hours And I'd stop you but I don't have the heart I said I'd sto-o-p you but I don't have the heart I don't have the heart, ah-ah-ah Don't hurt yourself I'm trying not to-o And you know this isn't good For me or for you-o-oo-oo Wow-wow-o Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh