Fast Cars

My cell is ringing No ID I need to know who's calling My garden's overgrown I go out on my belly crawling I got CCTV, p***ography, CNBC I got the nightly news To get to know the enemy All I want is a picture of you All I want is to get right next to you All I want is your face in a locket Picture in my pocket I take a pill to stop it I know these fast cars Will do me no good I'm going nowhere Where I am it is a lot of fun There in the desert to dismantle an atomic bomb I watch you shadow box Check the stocks I'm in detox I want the lot of what you've got What you've got can make this stop All I want is a picture of you All I want is to get right next to you All I want is your picture in a locket Your face in my pocket Take a pill to stop it I know these fast cars Will do me no good Child inside Don't you worry 'bout your mind Don't you worry 'bout your mind Don't you worry 'bout your mind Don't you worry 'bout your mind You should worry 'bout the day That the pain it goes away You know I miss mine sometimes The size is much too big There is no fiction That will truly fit the situation I'm documenting every detail Every conversation Not used to talkin' to somebody in the body Somebody in a body, Somebody in a body --- Fast Cars - U2