Paroles de Beaumont

I saw you leanin' on a memory With your back turned to the crowd In that little bar on Murphy Where they play guitar too loud There were people drinkin' whiskey There were hearts about to leave It was cold as hell for Houston It was almost New Years Eve All the way from Beaumont With a white rose in my hand I could not wait forever babe, I hope you understand The night was feelin' lucky So I asked you to dance And the way you looked up at me Made me think I had a chance But when I put my arms around you I knew you weren't givin' in I hope it will be different if I pass this way again All the way from Beaumont With a white rose in my hand I could not wait forever babe, I hope you understand I walked the road to get here