Graffti on the overpass. Skidmarks on the road. Things I grew up doing. I never did out grow. In the middle of those running years. She walked into my life.
Well I knew she was lonely, and I was alone. A stranger in a strange town, too far from home. Her eyes blue as diamonds, Her hair black as cole. I could feel her desire, Burning like fire, Right down to my sole.
I must tell Jesus. All of my trials. I cannot bear these burdens alone. In my distress. He kindly will help me. He ever cares and loves His own. . I must tell Jesus.
(Larry Boone/Paul Nelson). . I knew she was lonely, and I was alone. A stranger in a strange town, too far from home. Her eyes blue as diamonds, her hair black as coal.