At a diner on a dead end road She puts her tips under her bed And writes letters to send back home She's the girl who's always searching Looking out the window for the rain Counting every little moment and Wanting anything but more of the same
She's pretty in her dresses A big smile on her face But she'll run if she has to If she feels out of place Andalusia, Andalusia Running till you see daylight
Andalusia fell in love with a man In the diner on a dead end road He promised to take her away from there She sent a letter to her Mama back home She left him while he slept one night And took a bus to God knows where She had to run again to escape his fist And as she rode out she said a prayer
She's pretty in her dresses A big smile on her face But she'll run if she has to If she feels out of place Andalusia, Andalusia Running till you see daylight
She's a little wild She's a little uneasy She just wants to be She just has to be free
She's pretty in her dresses A big smile on her face But she'll run if she has to If she feels out of place Andalusia, Andalusia Running till you see daylight
Andalusia's waiting tables At a diner on a dead end road...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
