cross my fingers |
|
Baby
when I put my mind to it |
I
slip into another gear |
And
I travel in another syncopation |
When
all I wanna be is here with you |
And |
|
I'll
be true to you cross my fingers |
I'll
be good to you cross my fingers |
I'll
be true to you cross my fingers |
|
Sure
as a snake along the river |
Sure
as a ghost is in the trees |
There
is a promise love delivers |
Even
though you never promised me |
|
I'll
be true to you cross my fingers |
I'll
be good to you cross my fingers |
I'll
be true to you cross my fingers |
|
I
wanna stay, 'til my thoughts are okay |
'Til
my motive is clear, 'cause im driftin away |
>From
the weight of your arms, from your soft feather bed |
To
a cold white line down the highway in my head |
|
All
our little tears are icicles |
Hangin'
on the telephone lines |
And
I call you up through all the cracklin' static |
I
swear I only hear you half the time |
No
matter how I try to hold you baby |
You
only seem to slip away from me |
And
then we're walkin out along the ocean |
Or
swimmin like the dolphins out to sea |
|
I'll
be true to you cross my fingers |
I'll
be good to you cross my fingers |
I'll
be true to you cross my fingers |
I'll
be good to you cross my fingers |
|
Cross
my fingers |