You think about it all you want, Fidel with it like a rubix cube. Plan it out like a cross country drive, there's a reason they say love is cruel.
Well, hurry up and kiss me I'm runnin' out the door Yeah, maybe later, baby We'll get a little more Time to take on time Time to burn just me and you
Better get the matches Better get some gasoline I'm tearin' up the pictures In our book of memories And gather 'em up Into a pile on the floor We don
I come from that kind of town where everyone know's your name They lay ya down in that dirt that you were born in. The one thing you can count on is
Oh, honey, what's wrong with you? You sit around whine and cry the blues You ain't got no arms to fall into What you did to me, I'm doing back to you
The first time that I ever saw your face I felt something stop me in my place The kinda thing that you just can?t see coming your way I closed my eyes
Rome wasn't built in a day It didn't happen overnight The stars didn't get to shine that way Just by turnin' on the lights And I'm not any different
How could something so easy be so hard to explain? All I know is I need you in a desperate kinda way There's no goin' back, it's too late for that We
Oh, yeah Ripped jeans, a blue eyes I knew right away I was in trouble that night Tattoos, he don't shave Makes a good little girl wanna misbehave I
Dirt road in his old truck Lined with honeysuckles Down that old beach bend Saw the water through the trees And the way he looked at me With that sly
Give me a map, give me a road Take me upon the winds that blow The fields of dust, the fields of gold I've seen how finest colors fade The music go to
You say you want your freedom You say I've got you trapped And once you've lost that feelin', baby You can't go back Well, I've been doin' some thinkin
Dirt road in his old truck Lined with honeysuckles Down that old beach bend Saw the water through the trees and the way he looked at me With that
Give me a map Give me a road Take me apart The winds that blow Through fields of dust Through fields of gold I've seen our finest colors fade From years
The first time That I ever Saw your face I felt something Stop me in my place The kinda thing That you Just can't see Coming your way I closed my eyes
Oh Yeah Ripped jeans Blue eyes I knew right away I was in trouble tonight Tattoos He don't shave Makes the little girl wanna misbehave I won't be taken
You say you want your freedom You say I've got you trapped And once you've lost that feelin' baby, you can't go back Well I've been doin' some thinkin
