Not Dead Yet

It's hard to say what you mean to meEveryone is scenerySo you take a late night drive aloneTrying to get homeOh come on, come on, come onGive me a sign of life'Cause there's another way that I'd rather beIf I could only get you aloneIt's an inside joke that I never getAnd I'm dying inside but I'm not dead yetEveryone is beautiful, traffic like a funeralAnd everybody tries to keep in touchThrough the radioOh come on, come on, come onGive me a sign of life'Cause there's another way that I'd rather beIf I could only get you aloneIt's an inside joke that I never getAnd I'm dying inside but I'm not dead yetI guess you'd say you still are mineNever mind the years of waste timeI'll see you much later onAfter everybody else is goneWasted on a Saturday, join the Great MajorityWith all the ways I tried to keep in touchThat you will never knowOh come on, come on, come onGive me a sign of life'Cause there's another way that I'd rather beIf I could only get you aloneIt's an inside joke that I never getAnd I'm dying inside but I'm not dead yet