It was so quiet
I could almost hear you change your mind
That summer evening.
With one look
You scattered a head full of dreams.
Since then -
I've got to know myself quite well.
I suppose I've grown up
The hoping ended long ago
But if you saw me here tonight
You'd never know.
You
Your ears should be burning now
Your ears should be burning now.
All tonight I've talked about you
Why I do it - I don't know.
It's high time that I left home.
You
Your ears should be burning now
Your ears should be burning now.
Somewhere far across Montana
Whatever else is in your mind.
An echo of my voice
Will suddenly come to you.
It's a White House -
And I'll bet it's got a big back yard
For kids to play in.
On long nights
You both sit outside and just talk.
Good guess -
I bet I got it right first time
She's a lucky lady
It's oh so needed in it's place.
Do you look across the hill
And see my face.
You
...
All tonight
...
Why
it could have kept both of us
Or wasn't I worth the fuss?
You
...
Somewhere far across Montana
...