Cross my arm is that old ink stain. God I wish I could erase that name. Reminds me that I'm the one to blame. I used to think that rules were made for breakin'.
Day into night she's with me. How sweet is her warm embrace. Safe in the scent of jasmine. So safe in her gold and lace. . Mornings I find, she's left me.
Driving past your house again. I feel the same way I did then. I get weak, just thinking about you. It all began so easily. A look from you a glance from me.
When I was a young man. I had to kick and scratch and claw. Now it's like top gun in the old west. Everybody wants me to draw. . If I had known it would be like this.