Running into You

I put my hand in my coat pocket and there you are
On a crumpled piece of paper from a night at some Perdido Beach bar
And on your golden skin a «Vienna Waits For Me» tattoo
I can’t walk down memory lane
Without running into you
I pulled my hat down low and kicked a rock
Jumped a sidewalk crack
I was doing fine on a straight line
I wasn’t even looking back
I saw a sixty-something Bonneville ragtop
Baby blue
I can’t walk down memory lane
Without running into you
Round the corners of my heart
Waiting there to take me there again
In the shadows and the light
In the morning and th midnight
When the leavs are still blowing in the wind
That’s when
It stops me where I’m standing
And it steals away my breath
And instead of saying «No» I can almost hear you whisper «Yes»
Then the rain starts coming down
I’m getting soaked to the bone
But I can’t move
I can’t walk down memory lane
Without running into you