She says rain, it never comes down here.
Lately it's been raining in my mind.
Better run it like an old sedan These times are killing me I'm just killing time
Summer just don't feel the same Summer just won't leave this place alone
And I ask her how she's doing tonight.
As if it isn't obvious she.
She says, come on, give me something.
I haven't heard before Cause I'm tired of predicting What you came to this bar for
She says you country boys must be sun leathered by your instincts.
I know that you may think I'm something else
But I think you better leave with someone else.
She talks about her day job She talks about her evenings on the town
She says she wants to leave here Still waiting on her luck
to turn around
Born in Idaho, but hadn't gone back home in quite a while.
There's memories that live there that have haunted her ever since she was a child.
So says, come on, give me something.
I haven't felt before as I'm tired of the surface looking nothing like the core.
I say you city girls must be so leathered by your dreaming.
I know that you may think I'm someone else
But I'd really like to walk you home myself
be it destiny, but honestly,
Oh why not you?
Oh why not me?
Heart and soul on rock and roll.
Yeah, we're feeling in the place as we...
Go.
