I was alone, outside 
The stars in my eyes
The tall grass in fall, 
The moon where I lie. 
If you come here you’ll find
That if I lose you I might 
write a song about some rain on a highway 

These days, my love,
Is ready for sure
You can take what you want,
Cause in love I’m not poor
But you must keep it held tight
And if you lose it I might
Write a song about some rain on the highway