歌词
I said I'd come for you
If you let me leave
Softly as the yellow light that falls upon the street
Just past the bend, a house that I can see
The twist and turns that make the way
Distorted as a dream
11, just past 66
Riding on the edge of town
Heaven's in the sticks
Just past the trees
The reaper waits for me
The rustle of the leaves
Like music, beckoning
He seduces, with his music
He wraps me in his cloak
He dances, romances
He grabs me by the throat
You go, you drive
But you can never hide
Cause he knows, and he lies
To sleep inside your mind
11, just past 66
Riding on the edge of town
Heaven's in the sticks
Written by: Courtney Watkins
