Trying To Find A New Way

It was '71 when I wrote our first song,Mom was still sleeping - Dad was still gone,So I snuck out of bed - wrote down a line,I liked the words but they seemed out of...Time, time, time is the enemy,Trying to rhyme in a line what you meant to me,I thought I had it when I found that diminished,Seventy verses later I was still trying to finish,I was trying to find a new way to get to you,Trying to find a new way to make it true,Trying to find a new way...It was '82 before we broke their hearts,Always pedal to the metal - unsettled from the start,It was touch and go and up and down,And we held onto each other like a merry-go-round,Round, round like a satellite,I tried to sing it like you wrote it but it wasn't right,I sung for millions and I sung for tips,And all them sons of bitches on the Sunset Strip and...I was trying to find a new way to get to you,Trying to find a new way to make it true,Trying to find a new way...There we go long ago I know you remember,Yelling at me even though I never heard a word you'd say,That was me, absentee, you see I was always living,In the make-believe looking for another way to say I loved you.I've been your lover and I've been your beast,And your worst critic when you needed one least,And you cut me down and I make you cry,I tried to change you and I still don't know why,Why, why do we go thru this,I can see it in your eye that you're getting pissed,Don't ask me if I like your suggestion,If you don't want the answer, Baby,Then don't ask the question, I'm just...I was trying to find a new way to get to you,Trying to find a new way to make it true,Trying to find a new way...