Don't you think it's kind of cruel?

You keep me up all night thinking. Dreaming. Loving. Trying to let go of something I don't know what is.

My two door rocking rover bean-can is the only thing that reminds me of you

But it's there all the time in all I see and all I can think of and so are you. You're here there and everywhere, everywhere I go, every smile I see, I know you are there... But are you smiling back at me?

It's just my car broke down and mirrored both our lives

A mirror shattered, showing only pieces. Do they fit? Will they ever be glued back together?

I think I miss my metro, or maybe I just miss you

Maybe it's only you. It's all you. You, you, and nothing new. Nothing to do but keep myself together somehow. How do I live?

My tape-player was bust but it always played for you

My mind stopped working and my head started spinning and everything is broken. I stopped working but for you I can do anything and everything. I think.

Then you slapped me from the passenger seat

You're always there, but you're not there with me. But when you are, when you softly touch me or take a hold of my hand, everything seems to go away. And I can work again, with you. And my mind is clear but shaded, and my head spins faster but is still on top.

You're just my little blue bomb...