I think that she knows Those flashing lights come from everywhere She's got me love stoned The way they hit her I have to stop and stare Man, I swear she's bad, and she knows The way they hit her I just stop and stare I think that she knows, think that

Over and over and over and over again I have seen the fields aflame Was just another way to scream your name Better than this Oh, don't you know I have seen And everything I ever did And I go home alone

We're like sun and rainy weather Sometimes we're a hit together Gloomy moods and inspiration We're a funny combination I don't think I'm different or in any way unique Think about yourself for a minute And you'll find the answer in it Everyone's a freak

Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway I'm holding on desperately I'm holding on Married men act totally different When they by themselves, don't they? You see them with their wife "What's up Tony?" "Hey man, how's everything going brother?" "Just taking it

You’re the fire and the flood Anywhere I go there you are There you are And I’ll always feel you in my blood Everything is fine When your hand is resting next to mine Next to mine Anywhere I go there you are (anywhere) I was only walking through your

Every day with someone new I fall in love just a little ol' little bit Love with every stranger, the stranger the better And so I fall in love just a little ol' little bit Go take this the wrong way You knew who I was with every step that I ran to you

I ain't missing you Since you've been gone, away Down this long distance line tonight Everytime I think of you I always catch my breath And I'm still standing here and your miles away And I'm wondering why you left And there's a storm that's raging

Although I search myself, it's always someone else I see I'd just allow a fragment of your life to wander free But losing everything is like the sun going down on me Don't let the sun go down on me I can't light no more of your darkness All my pictures

And I'll think about my life And wonder why, I'll slowly die inside Every time I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line And I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride I ride east every other Friday but if I had it

I stayed in Mississippi a day too long There's only one thing that I did wrong Was stayed in Mississippi a day too long Every step of the way We walk the line Your days are numbered So are mine Time is piling up We struggle and we scrape