She's been talking Spanish at me
It's okay but I don't know what she means
She sits there smoking True Blues
Smirking in her alligator shoes
Sometimes trouble cross her path
Sometimes trouble don't do its math
Sometimes I just have to laugh
We go walking down by the reservoir
Trading secrets and hiding in her car
We drive half the night till dawn
With the top down and the radio on
Sometimes trouble cross her mind
Sometimes trouble uncross her thighs
Sometimes I think I can fly
I'm hungry, I'm restless I'm waiting in Texas
For someone to watch over me
Out by Lorado, I'm in a tornado
I'm sinking into my head
She's been talking Spanish at me
It's okay but its not quite how it seems
Nature always had a way with me
Never mind, I've always loved to dream
Sometimes trouble cross her path
Sometimes trouble don't do its math
Sometimes I just have to laugh
Sometimes trouble cross her mind
Sometimes trouble uncross her thighs
Sometimes I think I can fly