Fingers crossed at the dawn of the day
As she walks upon the dry highway
And I see her and her kids
In a cloud of dust below the hills
I lie
God I see the shape Linda's in
Her shape on the ground like a heavy chain
As I walk and as I pass
Everybody know this cannot last
I lie
As she walks upon the dry highway
And I see her and her kids
In a cloud of dust below the hills
I lie
God I see the shape Linda's in
Her shape on the ground like a heavy chain
As I walk and as I pass
Everybody know this cannot last
I lie