Tears cross the road sign
Looking hard for a change in weather
No time for a cigarette
Or a chance to sit with your photograph
Well…
I don’t want to be in the midday sun
Walking Highway 61
I don’t want to be in the midday sun
Walking Highway 61
Come on. Come on
Hard days of reckoning
And I’m making love to your pagan god
Time is a cigarette
And I’m holding things that I want to carry back
CHORUS
It was only recently
That I said I loved you
It was only eternally
That I knew I loved you
There’s no heart but a heart that really matters
Gets me so much trouble
Makes my fist get tighter
If you can’t see
If you can’t feel
The road is wide open
Road’s wide open
CHORUS
©2009 Chris LeRoy. Published by New West Crash Music/ASCAP
