I have not been writing that many new songs How I wish I could stay longer, how I wish I'd never gone And you have not been writing me as often as I wish And sometime I think I left you just to see if I'd be missed
And I saw my fortune scrawled out up against the wall In a crowded marketplace in a town I can't recall And the teller told me that I would be young and I would fall And my new friends all assured me that it all was surely false
And back at home, you found religion in a dirty crystal ball In the back of a dollar store in that shopping mall And I found religion out in San Cristobal Now I feel that I've come far enough to give you a call, give you a call
I have not been writing as often as I hoped But there are some things you're good at and then some you can't control And you have not been visiting; I can't say that I mind 'Cause every time you go somewhere, you leave somewhere behind
And I saw my fortune scrawled out up against the wall In a crowded marketplace whose name I cannot recall And the teller told me that I would be young and I would fall But I didn't think he meant so soon, no, not so soon at all
And back at home, you found religion in a dirty crystal ball In the back of a dollar store in that shopping mall And I found religion out in San Cristobal Now I feel that I've come far enough to give you a call
So I'm calling now, but it says I don't got the number right.
Your body looks to me a way it never has before And is this what's making you so sad? And what you did this for She said your body looks to me a way it never has before And is this what's making you so sad? And I can't do this anymore
And I found religion in a dirty bathroom stall In the back of a liquor store in that mini mall And you found religion when you realized you could fall Now you say that you've come far enough to give me a call
So you're calling now, but I lie and I tell you that I've moved.