Never Been To New York


i’m not going back to Texas

my car wouldn’t make it to Mexico

i’ve never been to New York

but now it’s all i think about


maybe this is the story of a woman

who was tired of waking up from her dreams to more illusions

seventy-five cents from the center of Seattle

praying, “point me downstream, Lord... pass me a paddle...”


“...cause i’m not going back to Texas

my car wouldn’t make it to Mexico

i’ve never been to New York

but now it’s all i think about”


maybe this is the story of a man

who would listen to positions as he tried to understand

but in the end there is more faith than there is doubt

and more water than land


i’m not going back to Texas

my car wouldn’t make it to Mexico

i’ve never been to New York

but now it’s all i think about


maybe this is the story of a woman and a man

who knew more about making love

than they did about making plans

didn’t hold on very tight to much of anything

but one another’s hands


i’m not going back to Texas

my car wouldn’t make it to Mexico

i’ve never been to New York

but now it’s all i think about



Words by David Delmar, Marci Boyd & Allison Noel. ©2001



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