Sure, I could stay that you're a love sick mama with the blues
Singing, waiting by your garden gate
But you're no painted lady fading like a photograph of youth
If I stumble I will be too late
Sure, I could say that you're the love struck kitty
Month of June, stars of California in your eyes
But I don't hear the steady tick tock, pretty maiden your tune
I could lose you in the bluest skies
But there's no fair the well
As far as I can tell
As far as I can see beyond the hill
There's no great escape
Out of this rolling landscape
The summer rains are falling still
And they may kill me
Like my heart sending darker blood through my veins
We're kissing, peeling off our clothes in the midnight rain
And sure, you could say that I'm a new city kid with branded feet
Who never calls you at your garden gate
But I'm the one who finds you dancing on your slow down darkened street
Dance with me, darling, it's never too late
At night we count the stars
Get drunk and kiss in bars
And we forget the miles between the two
And in the morning snow, you scream at me, "Just go!"
And curse, the highways take me away from you
Highways like you
They may kill me but I won't apologize feeling the light
I won't apologize, oh
I won't apologize, oh no
I won't apologize, no
I won't apologize, no
I won't apologize, no no no no no
