Listen baby, I wont leave no trace.
Gonna light out of here for some cleaner place.
Ill be sitting in the backseat with my hair in my face,
Then gone fast as freedom on good wind.
If I got my hopes too high, this is no easy kind of life.
But I see it in my minds eye, touch me real as daytime,
And I cant keep from trying.
No place to run for a girl like me,
Whole lot of used tos and supposed to bes,
I want to burn like august, shine like gold dust,
Where everyday living cant hold me.
If I got my hopes too high, this is no easy kind of life.
But I see it in my minds eye, touch me real as daytime,
And I cant keep from trying.
So when I reach for you from some way down place,
Dont be a stranger who wont show his face.
I got no promise but these words I say,
I carry you, you carry me,
If I got my hopes too high, this is no easy kind of life.
But I see it in my minds eye, touch me real as daytime,
And I cant keep from trying.