She made for the highway,
he made for the gate
He could have caught the rhythm,
something made him hesitate
He watched a flagger truck
down to the county line
The border she was crossing
was only in her mind
But there was something bitter
in the flavor of the chase
When you've been down that road before,
that darkened interstate
When it's going, going,
gone
When love is muddy waters an
d love is broken sails
When love is double -crossing
kisses and betrayals
Baby, what is happening?
Will you pass the glass?
Pour me something special,
something that will last.
My eyes are going under
and my voice is growing thin.
It all seems too familiar.
Is it somewhere where I've been?
When it's going, going, gone
I've been living here too long
Trying to find out why
Too many unanswered questions
And the truth just vaporized
Shirley
Temple was a puppet
Will
Rogers was a clown
And now nobody cares to say
What is going on
Take all your ideals
And throw them in the flood
All your knives and needles
are no substitute for love
When it's going, go ing gone
The paint on the cathedral is
chipping and it's cracked
Where they once had me up,
they no longer look back
The footprints in
San
Marcos, like some broken down corral
Our prayers roll like a rosary into the
Grand
Canal
I wonder how she wakes up
and the light inside her room
I wonder how she holds herself
while staring at the moon
When it's going, going, gone
When it's going, going, gone
When it's going, going gone
When it's going, going gone