The register stood open, smoke cleared the room

Then one man was lying over blood and a broom

The store door was swinging in the midnight breeze

And another man ran through the dark and the trees

Lost in the moment of what he needs

Lost in the moment of what he needs

He ran past a motel, threw his gun in the trash

Looked down through the darkness and counted the cash

The man at the store was trying to stand

Looked up through the white light and reached out his hand

Lost in the moment of what he needs

Lost in the moment of what he needs

Are you there?

Can you hear me?

Are you there?

The ambulance arrived, but it was too late

In the spin of the red lights, they covered his face

He had a wife who was waiting, watching TV in bed

Wondering why he wasn't home yet

The baby was sleeping, till the telephone rang

He woke and he cried out, but nobody came

Lost in the moment of what he needs

Lost in the moment of what he needs

Are you there?

Can you hear me?

Are you there?

She doesn't know what they'll do now, now that he's gone

Try to get over and try to get on

Alone in the backyard, a cool afternoon

The tree that they planted has started to bloom

She wanted him to see this

She wanted him there

She wanted to kiss him and brush back his hair

Lost in the moment of what she needs

Lost in the moment of what she needs

Lost in the moment of what she needs