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she dreams in color, she dreams in black and white
he tells her 'honey don't wait up, please honey don't cry'
just a touch on the wrist and she's lost in a spell
it's early september and hotter than hell
her head hides in her hands, her face wrapped in a shawl
she's got people to see and places to go
if this is forever then i ain't gonna sell
this is not what i meant when i said i can't fail
she brushes the hair away from her eyes
she's painfully pretty in the evening light
she says ' when the sunset burns and dies
give me your stars to hold'
i'll trade for a cave full of silver and gold'
or nothing at all
i dont know where the years have come and gone
how could i have ever been so wrong?
i dont know where the years have come and gone
how could i have ever been so wrong?
we played in the dirt and wept in the road
he was a young man of twenty and five
when he polished his guns and sharpened his knives
he would pull at his hair and tear at his clothes
using some words that not everyone knows
they say they take all that you have and then they take just a little bit more
they say that pride will get you through the fall
or nowhere at all
