It's a human sign like caution; play a your own risk.
She had me like a puppet on a string
Waiting for love to call
If only I'd turned left in Albuquerque before your pretty wings wrapped around me
The scent of her lingers
vanilla coffee perfume
And temptation's strong
heart
Hardened by you (oh)
Slippery when wet
like a tree standing by the river.
Me thinks it's gonna be a long, long time
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
With hindsight being twenty-twenty.
Thanks Raymond Allen.
Well, I thought it but I kept it hid
And there's no such thing as a halfway crook
Washing her right out of my hair
As time keeps slipping away
(no, no, no, no, no)