Deep love, hell you know trouble so well   You don't have a pattern and you never can tell   You are a yellow caution light and a yield sign   And I'm building tall fences to protect this heart of mine      Was it so much difficulty cutting that glass?   You didn't think it would last   And after twenty-two years   I'm not doing so bad at all      I guess it don't matter if the joke's on me   You have me at your beck and call   And to tell you the truth   I really don't mind at all      Change, change, change   There's a different address every time   And I've got plenty of practice   And I know you don't mind      I'm home in the country or here in the park   I stumble where ever you land   Have mercy on my timing, it's out of my hands   You want the world on a whim and the sky below      You really walk the line   But I bet you miss it when every thing's fine   I guess it don't matter if the joke's on me   You have me at your beck and call      And to tell you the truth, I really don't mind at all   What would I ever do if you left me here alone?   I would need a come back to a dial tone