She looked into a heart so sad. And saw what no one ever had. Beneath the snow she saw the spring. She finds good in everything. . Give her thorns and she'll find the roses.
I look down that winding road. I needed rest and a place to go. Sick and tired of running round. Flying high and falling down. . I'm gonna leave these blues behind.
When the stars line up. And you catch a break. People think you're lucky. But you know its grace. . It can happen so fast. Or a little bit late. Timing is everything.
Lovers cry. One last kiss by the edge. They're hand in hand. . Two lovers stop their hearts. Better than to be apart. They had run from a father to the highest bridge.
Walking from the bus stop. Couldn't wait to get off. I know I am the lucky one. . Walking through the twilight. Cold Nevada twilight. I know I am the lucky one.
Why do we go when the blue sky turn to liquid. and the cold trees stark naked.. Ohio upon the mountain we were growin' up. . -So strong.. . And I have found a flower that is growin in the forest.
I bet you're kickin' yourself for lettin' me walk away. Makin' yourself a list of things you wish you didn't say. Sitting by the phone hoping it's gonna ring.
Tennessee raised Alabama bound. If the girl leave me gonna move from town. Hey, Lord ain't that passing train carried my girl from town. . Where were you when the train left town.
As I went out walking through Austin's fair city. Through Austin's fair city one morning in May. Was there I spoke to a handsome cowboy. All wrapped in white linen and cold as the clay.
Well, the door's unlocked and the lights still on. And the covers turned down on the bed. And you don't have to say that you're sorry anymore. 'Cause honey I believe what you said.
(Jimmie Dale Gilmore and John Reed). . Tonight I think I'm gonna go downtown.. Tonight I think I'm gonna look around. For something I couldn't see. When this world was more real to me..
A little book store on a side street. I thought sure that I'd be safe. But there you were, there with her. Buying books on some romantic place. . What you see in her is such a mystery to me.
I used to talk about coincidence. And how true love is only found by chance. Now I look at you and I'm convinced. There are no accidents. . I can see that every time I chose.
Smoking down the track. I'm a fireball mill. Lord, coal's so black. Can't even see the rail. Followin' tongues of steel. Behind, I drive the wheel. Pulls the weight of the world.
We don't all die young to save our spark. From the ravages of time. But the first and last to leave their mark. Someday become the traveling kind. . In the wind are names of poets past.
Two faces. Two faces. Two faces. . One car is pretty and fast. Smooth as a pebble. Or dirty old beach glass. I'm not afraid to drive. It seems like he wants.