Never Been To New York


iím not going back to Texas

my car wouldnít make it to Mexico

iíve never been to New York

but now itís all i think about


maybe this is the story of a woman

who was tired of waking up from her dreams to more illusions

seventy-five cents from the center of Seattle

praying, ďpoint me downstream, Lord... pass me a paddle...Ē


ď...cause iím not going back to Texas

my car wouldnít make it to Mexico

iíve never been to New York

but now itís all i think aboutĒ


maybe this is the story of a man

who would listen to positions as he tried to understand

but in the end there is more faith than there is doubt

and more water than land


iím not going back to Texas

my car wouldnít make it to Mexico

iíve never been to New York

but now itís all i think about


maybe this is the story of a woman and a man

who knew more about making love

than they did about making plans

didnít hold on very tight to much of anything

but one anotherís hands


iím not going back to Texas

my car wouldnít make it to Mexico

iíve never been to New York

but now itís all i think about



Words by David Delmar, Marci Boyd & Allison Noel. ©2001



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