This is my postcard from Texas
What are the chances this town won't wreck us?
There is a woman, there always is
She's standin' on the side of the stage
Beckoning motionless
And my legs get weak
And my heart beats fast
And I thought the love we had
Was built to last
And my thoughts take off
Where my hands want to go
And I know and I know and I know
Baby believe me
Baby believe me
I didn't do nothin'!
There's a strange black bird here
Which is mostly tall
Makes a sound like an ambulance
That's her mating call
She sings a warning in the cold night air
She's out in the distance
She should be sleeping
But I can still hear her.
I'm steppin' out of a dream into a steamy car
And we huddle for safety at the cannibal bar
How far can I run away from this ring on my finger?
Is there a place where we can go to
Shed our fear like clothes
And make love new?

Writer : SONIA RUTSTEIN
Copyright : Lyrics © CARLIN AMERICA INC