(co-written with Al Anderson) (this is the most recent version sung live) I miss something that I never had Clear sky and virgin land Hard work to make me strong Cool nights and Guthrie songs Nothing I own I can't fix with myhands I'm back living in the real world Sunday driving with my girls Towns now they look the same I want to show them weher I came from I should know I could never go back again Oh but Eden is waiting Between the cracks in the pavement The seeds down below Are getting ready to grow Flood water and fire Leave nothing behind them Have our day and go Like a song on the radio Radio I'm a product of my time In need of a lullaby Quick to judge, slow to trust Bad case of wanderlust A little hope things might turn out alright Oh but Eden is waiting Between the cracks in the pavement The seeds down below Are getting ready to grow Flood water and fire Leave nothing behind them We'll have our day and go Like a song from the radio Radio