There's nothing like starting over, There's nothing like shedding a heartache, Writing a new page to say what you wanna say There's nothing like a heart wide open, You can let go and take the weight off your shoulders That bittersweet comfort of knowing

Evil walks behind you Black shadow hangin' over your shoulder Black mark up against your name Your green eyes couldn't get any colder There's bad poison runnin' through your veins Evil sleeps beside you Evil talks arouse you Black widow weavin' evil

Looking back over my shoulder I can see that look in your eye I never wanted to say goodbye I never dreamed it could be over With an aching deep in my heart I wish that we were starting over Oh instead of drifting so far apart Everybody told me you were

When your long day is over And you can barely drag your feet The weight of the world Is on your shoulders I know what you need Bring it on home to me You've got someone here Wants to make it all right

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

Down in the valley, ha In the valley so low, Hang your hair over your shoulder And you can hear the four winds blow, now, oh my Now can't you hear the wind blow my love, Can't you hear the wind blow, We're down in the valley, ha In the valley so low,

Take it out on me And put your lips on mine Let me take his wrong And make it right this time Yeah, you can just come over You ain't gotta call You always got a shoulder anytime it all goes bad When you're 'bout to break When you're mad as hell

We ain't ever getting older So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover That I know you can't afford Bite that tattoo on your shoulder Pull the sheets right off the corner Of the mattress that you stole From your roommate back in Boulder We

Never going to get to France. Walking on foreign ground, Like a shadow, Roaming in far off Over your shoulder, Stories unfold, you're Searching for sanctuary. You know you're Never going to....