(lari white). . Yeah, I got one foot on the highway. One foot on that old dirt road back home. I got one foot on the highway. One's on that old dirt road back home.
(Lari White). . So it begins. Learning the language of poets and thieves. She's crying again. He's making promise no one could keep. They sound so sweet.
(Lari White). . Well, I should have been home hours ago. I always lose track of the time. I'll just hold up this wall while I try to recall. A thought from the back of my mind.
(Lari White). . I was just thinking how nice it would be. To have someone to kiss me good night. I was just thinking what I really need. Is someone to hold me real tight.