Moving Trucks

Tell me that you're feeling trapped in this life
Thinking of moving away
You say that it's all for the best
We'll both be better off that wayMy jaw hits the floor as the words sink in
I didn't know you felt so strongly
Makes me wonder what went wrongTrust barely drips through the sieve
And I still can't believe it
Our love fades and drifts away
Stand by for the last refrain
The moving trucks are pulling up in our front yardSo this is the way that it feels
I wondered how this might feel
The sound of your voice fades away
Like an echo in some empty caveThe 411 in my area code
Has got no listing for me
And all my mail sits there in the post box
It seems I've lost the keyCoffee, it comes to a boil
The percolator's making noises
No one left to blame
Stand by for the last refrain
I still hear the moving trucks back up in our front yardToday is the day, I forget all about it
Oh, it's over, don't worry about it
Today I can open the window
Today is the day, I can flyToday I am starting the rest of my life
Today I can touch the sky
And I can leave the beeping sound
Of that truck behindNo moving trucks to hold me down
No moving trucks to hold me down
No moving trucks to hold me down
No moving trucks to hold me down