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John Hiatt

Straight Outta Time

 

Straight Outta Time

(album: Perfectly Good Guitar - 1993)


Hot summer night, I was counting all the starlight on your skin
Airtight, as I watched you breathing out, I'm breathing in
By the lake, so humid that the moon was getting wet
For our sake the crickets started playing their castonets
Like a gypsy, you stole me from a child into a man
It never hit me: I've been running ever since I took a stand
And this love like Spanish moss hangin from the trees
Just swaying in the breeze like a sweet memory

Running straight outta time, straight outta time
Running straight outta time, straight outta time
Since you were mine

That autumn chill sent a shiver, girl, it shook us to the bone
And we still had February frozen on the phone
Spring thaw, would it find us with our lips frozen blue?
Love calls, but do we really live the time we're running through?
Or like a dream, do we let it die and drift away to sleep
Until it screams like an echo in the history books you keep
'Cause that stream running from the corners of my mind
Looking back I find like a river it unwinds
Running straight outta time, straight outta time
Running straight outta time, straight outta time

Running straight outta time just like an old man's fiddle
Looking for the dance; gonna meet me in the middle
I'm never gonna figure out the way that I feel
Running straight outta time,
but my love's still real

Now I see you you're looking pretty in your summer dress
I can almost feel you as you clutch your little locket to your breast
Looking down at the picture, girl, you know you're looking fine
Is it me? Was I ever in your heart or on your mind?
Cause I'm running outta time
I'm running straight outta time
Were you ever mine?

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