Calling Cards

What kind of woman are you babe What kind of blood is coursing through those veins Do I call the same evening, or the morning instead Well I find your patience is over my head And I'm wondering just who you are We've only shared a few words so far Must be the girl come to break this heart Giving eyes like old calling cards I'd like to spend some more time, get to know you But only enough so we're both never lonely The weather now is saying block every way in Boulder me down before this flood comes and turns me in, redhanded And I'm wondering what makes you cry Even though many have lost this fight Must be the girl come to teach me right Hell, you're probably just wasting your time What a sweet line, you say you like a poet I'm sitting on my roof just to prove I can rhyme As far as this heart goes, I might never come close To Dylan, or Matsson, or anyone else Still I'm wondering just who you are We've only shared a few moments so far Must be the girl come to break her heart Giving eyes like old calling cards