I see her coming down the catwalkShe all silk and high

Oh I’m calling outTo the king of wheelsI gotta let him

I walk in your gardenAnd I feel your soulThis time like

Head out on the HighwayI've gotta lose these country bluesHead out

You heard all the storiesYou heard what they sayThis stuff's so

How it all goes downSure ain't plain to seeNobody knows for

Well I screamed at Mama, what's that stuff going onYeah I

You can go your own wayYou can go your own wayIt

If you were meAnd I was youIf you had to play

Well she thinks she's looking so coolShe thinks she's great but

Now there's no storylineJust a real good timeAnd I don't want

It's been so long now since we first metBut the time

All change on the merry go lineEverybody looking for a signJumping

I'm just running blindCan't give you advice you need

Could have been a long hot summer nightWhen all the stars

driving home for ChristmasOh, I can't wait to see

She talks like thunderShe really lets you knowShe keep changing the

There's rain on my windowAnd I’m thinking of youTears on my

So, the crowded street points its public fingerGot you running out

Your love is setting me freeOnce I was blind, now I