Caroline was born about a mile from the Mississippi Kinda like the kudzu, she grew up fast and pretty A little bit of Memphis, little bit of New York
I was eight years old one Christmas Eve I heard a great big bang in our chimney I snuck down the stairs and peaked around the door Our living room was
I live by the river on the wrong side of town Nothing much to do here, but listen to the sound Of the train I'll never catch passing me by Of the muddy
I write you letters, but I don't send them I just can't figure out how to end them I try to reach you, you're right beside me There's something missin
She's got wings that shine so bright. They keep her up most every night. Burning the candle at both ends. Livin' a lie up with all her friends. Heaven
I rode by bicycle past your window last night I roller skated to your door at daylight It almost seems that you're avoiding e I'm ok alone but you've
I'm in a hotel room in California Giving it my best to give you up I'm leaving on a jet plane to New Orleans You and me, we didn't see it coming Chorus
Could there be a different ending To the same old story Cause you're not the first to say You're gonna be there for me I need to know what's in your heart
She was born at a rest stop on the Kansas state line In the back of a Dodge in the summer time Her momma named her Indiana like their license plate And
I used to see in black and white Never something in between Waitin' on the love of my life To come into my dreams Everything in shades of gray Never
Flowers and wine is what I thought I would find When I came home from working tonight Well now here I stand, over this frying pan And you want a cold
I live by the river on the wrong side of town Nothing much to do here but listen to the sound Of a train I'll never catch passin' me by Of the muddy water
There are times when my heart is uneasy with fear The answers are nowhere in sight Then I hear a sweet voice whisper soft in my ear Everything's gonna
Out here out on my own I admit that it gets me sometimes It's not that I'm not strong It's just a different view I know that I belong Standing out in
(Deana Carter/Wendy Waldman) Man, look at that rack Right next to the popcorn and the battery packs Am I supposed to be skinny or fat? Hmmm? Sometimes
I'm going downtown, I'm gonna look real nice I'll be sportin' my stilletos; I'm gonna cause a few fights I'm gonna find my friends 'Cause it's girls'
(Deana Carter/Matraca Berg) I took your picture off the shelf Sat down and had myself a good cry Wrote your number on a bathroom wall Let somebody else
I wish I could give you the love you deserve I wish I could be your servant du jour I wish I could tell you the things that I'm not I wanna show you