I see her lips move
I hear the words that she says
And with her head on my shoulder anxiety rests
Me, I have my moments when I don’t know
And I feel naked before her in my clothes

If you had my history love would be a mystery to you
Stops and starts and stops again
Broken hearts in very vivid shades of blue
She’s lightening at night time
She’s a smile in the crowd
That’s not a peel of thunder
That’s my heart beating out loud

She says to me
I’m gonna love you boy
You’ll see, you’ll see
She says to me
You’ve gotta trust me boy
You’ll see, You’ll see

She is music, sweet music
She is music, sweet music
And mama she sings like an angel
Just like an angel
Oh mama she sings like an angel
She must be an angel

She’s lightening at night time
She’s a smile in the crowd
That’s not a peel of thunder
That’s two hearts beating out loud

She says to me
I’m gonna love you boy
You’ll see, you’ll see
She says to me
You’ve gotta trust me boy
You’ll see, you’ll see

Copyright 2001 
Dean Backholm