What Susan Said

<p>&quot;Two lonely-eyed boys in a pick-up truck<br/>And they&#x27;re drivin&#x27; through the rain and the heat<br/>And their skin&#x27;s so sweaty they both get stuck<br/>To the old black vinyl seats<br/>And it&#x27;s Abbott and Costello meet Paul and Silas<br/>It&#x27;s the two of us together and we&#x27;re puttin&#x27; on the mileage<br/><br/>And we both feel lost<br/>But I remember what Susan said<br/>How love is found in the things we&#x27;ve given up<br/>More than in the things that we have kept<br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny what people say<br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny what people write<br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny how it hits you so hard<br/>In the middle of the night<br/>And if your home is just another place where you&#x27;re a stranger<br/>And far away is just somewhere you&#x27;ve never been<br/>I hope that you&#x27;ll remember I was your friend<br/>Two full grown men in a huddle of kids<br/>And they&#x27;re trying to help them to believe<br/>What is too good to be real<br/>But is more real than the air they breathe<br/>And it&#x27;s Wally and the Beaver, David and Jonathan<br/>It&#x27;s the Love of Jesus puttin&#x27; on flesh and bone<br/><br/>And we both feel lost<br/>But I remember what Susan said<br/>How love is found in the things we&#x27;ve given up<br/>More than in the things that we have kept<br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny what people say<br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny what people write<br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny how it hits you so hard<br/>In the middle of the night<br/>And I remember what Susan said<br/><br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny what people say<br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny what people write<br/>And ain&#x27;t it funny how it hits you so hard<br/>In the middle of the night<br/>And if your home is just another place where you&#x27;re a stranger<br/>And far away is just somewhere you&#x27;ve never been<br/>I hope that you&#x27;ll remember, I was your friend<br/>I hope you&#x27;ll have the strength to just remember<br/>I&#x27;m still your friend&quot;