(Rosanne Cash). . The summer was the killer. Between our hearts and minds. Every day a drama. Dragging by in quarter time. . By summer it was over. I couldn't see it through.
If you want to keep a woman like me, you got to hold on. If you want to see how good it can be, baby, hold on. All my friends think that I'm a fool. I tell you something, honey, they're not that cool.