She was from the country Country I'd never seen Took me to places that I'd never been Called me a dark horse She was one of a kind I look out of this window I'm right back in that time
Hard to know, hard to see We were running blind, we were running free With nothing but our dreams In the pockets of our jeans They're lit up in the headlight beams Through this dirty windshield, you can see them gleam
I'd been told about her She lived beyond the law I don't know what I was thinking And let myself in for I took your communion And I set out to find The promise of redemption That was hardly well defined Hard to know, hard to see We were running blind; we were running free
With nothing but our dreams In the pockets of our jeans They're lit up in the headlight beams Through this dirty windshield, you can see them gleam
Up here in the mountains Above the clouds The sheep are lazing Nights the dog's howl You left my heart Times you're back in my mind It was a dangerous situation We were running blind
Hard to know, hard to see We were running blind; we were running free With nothing but our dreams In the pockets of our jeans They're lit up in the headlight beams Through this dirty windshield, you can see them gleam
Hard to know hard to see We were running blind We were running free Oh, with nothing, nothing but our dreams In the pockets of our jeans Hard to know, hard to see We were running blind We were running freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
