Из альбома: Rubberneck
And she runs through her days
with a smile on her face
And she runs, and she waits, and I wait
We can drive to anyplace
day or night to cross this state
And in the morning
into Mexico we will wake up
we will wake up
I will be with her
I find a window in the kitchen
and I let myself in
Rummage through the refrigerator
find myself a beer
I can't believe I'm really here
and she's lying in that bed
I can almost feel her touch
and her anxious breath
I stumble in the hallway
outside her bedroom door
I hear her call out to me
I hear the fear in her voice
She pulls the covers tighter
I press against the door
I will be with her tonight
I will be with her tonight
I will be with her tonight
I will be with her tonight
I will be with her...