I hung pictures of you from every lamp post in town As the humidity climbed into numbers I don't care to repeat The air was heavy and the sky was alive And the pacific starlight train wasn't due in till 11. 45
[Chorus] I thought about how cold you must be I thought about things I thought that I'd soon be forgetting I thought of you up in Canada as the lightning storm lit up All downtown redding
There were teenagers in mini-trucks coming around every corner You can taste the adrenaline, coming out through their skin I came to the well-lit doorway of a sheet music store Saw my face in the glass. sat down in the doorway and I settled in