Tyler

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, across the state And in the morning, into Mexico, we will wake up 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