The register stood open as the smoke cleared the roomnAnd one man was lying over blood and a broomnThe store door was swingin' in a midnight breezenAnd another man ran through the dark and the treesnLost in the moment of what he needsnLost in the moment of what he needsnHe ran past the motel threw his gun in the trashnLooked down through the darkness and counted the cashnThe man at the store was trying to standnLooked up through the white light and reached out his handnLost in the moment of what he needsnLost in the moment of what he needsnAre you there can you hear menAre you therenThe ambulance arrived but it was too latenIn the spin of the red lights they covered his facenHe had a wife who was waiting watching TV in bednWondering why he wasn't home yetnTheir baby was sleeping until the telephone rangnHe woke and he cried out but nobody camenLost in the moment of what he needsnLost in the moment of what he needsnAre you there can you hear menAre you therenShe doesn't know what they'll do now now that he's gonenTry to get over and try to get onnAlone in the backyard a cool afternoonnThe tree they planted has started to bloomnShe wanted him to see this she wanted him therenShe wanted to kiss him and brush back his hairnLost in the moment of what she needsnLost in the moment of what she needs