I've Got Your Name کے بول

Changed in a rest stop into my dress Be sure not to touch the floor I've done that kind of thing before Drove down 95, put on my eyes In the rearviewmirror as I enter New York You stopped calling my out my way You stopped calling all together I may be another feather But I've got your name You stopped calling my out my way You stopped calling all together I may be another feather But I've got your name Riding back to Massachusetts Couldn't even see from snow The road was studded with Christmas trees I saw fire, I saw fire then I saw fire then, I saw fire I saw fire then, I saw fire then