"When you find yourself a new enemy   Can you take me down off the hook   That you've been hangin' me on?," he said   With almost all the love gone      Will the time soon come when you see fit?   The light will change   Will you just lok at it and stare   And wonder, ad the traffic moves,   Why you're still sitting there      All eyes are waiting for it   The wind is at your back and it'll blow   Without even having to know what you know   We're waving our white flags   We're hanging our heads out the high windows   Just to see you make your way to the starting gate and go      "Maybe you could find a way to be nice   See me coming up in a line   And let a smile creep out"   (he swears that would be all it would be about"   He said, "Just a peace to settle over us   No more words, no orme making it up   No victory   No up and leave"      All eyes are waiting for it   The wind is at your back and it'll blow   Without even having to know what you know   We're waving our white flags   We're hanging our heads out the high window   Just to see you make your way to the starting gate and go      You're seven numbers away   From never having to say   Anything more      "When you find yourself a new enemy   Can you take me down off the hook   That you've been hangin' me on?," he said   With almost all the love gone