Crossed twelve-thousand lines looking for your face
Only to find not a trace
Even the memory of your mouth tries to disappear
Little lights turn into spheres
Blue mountain in the rearview

Some nights, barely breathing at all
Waiting for my woman to call

Cross twelve letters down, found the longest word
This morning, I'd heard
Somebody said they saw you 'round 1st and 23rd
Blue feathers in your hairdo

Some nights, barely breathing at all
Waiting for my woman to call
Maple cherry leaves start to fall
Waiting for my woman to call

Sweet honey, stirring in my tea
You'rе stirring me
Forgiveness, all thе money in the world
Won't buy it

Some nights, barely breathing at all
Waiting for my woman to call