(4:12)

This is my postcard from Texas

What are the chances this town won't wreck us?

There is a woman, there always is

She's standin' on the side of the stage

beckoning motionless

And my legs get weak

and my heart beats fast

and I thought the love we had

was built to last

and my thoughts take off

where my hands want to go

and I know and I know and I know

Baby believe me

Baby believe me

I didn't do nothin'!

There's a strange black bird here

Which is mostly tall

makes a sound like an ambulance

That's her mating call

She sings a warning in the cold night air

she's out in the distance

she should be sleeping

but i can still hear her.

I'm steppin' out of a dream into a steamy car

and we huddle for safety at the cannibal bar

how far can I run away from this ring on my finger?

Is there a place where we can go to

shed our fear like clothes

and make love new?