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Another week in the driver′s seat
With your feet up on the dashboard
The rain it kept a steady beat
As I watched you dream of Houston
I ain't ever goin′ back
Yes sir and that's a fact
As you waved your cowboy hat
And sang the "Yellow Rose of Texas"
Just tryin' to make high ground
Has kept us on the run
There′s no crime in toein′ the line
Because fortune is smiling on us baby
And we're gonna walk in the sun
I might dream about Houston
But Houston don′t dream about me
If I can keep it between the lines
Who knows what will be
Loose change days and motel nights
Day old coffee dollar postcards
State troopers flashing lights
As we listen to the thunder
As we talked about our past
So we see our coming future
You tell me you know love can last
While staring out the window
Just looking for a place to hide
A place to ease our minds
A place away from yesterday
Close to tomorrow away from the sorrows
Of livin' other people′s time
How long, how long 'til we feel the change
How long, how long will the skies be grey
How long, how long will it be this way
How long, how long will she stay
Who knows what
Who knows what
Who knows what will be
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Writer(s): Rich Robinson, Chris Mark Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
