Chattanooga
Sandra McCracken
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You wear poverty like riches
And your tears like spring rains
If time and history were mine, love
There's not a thing that I would change
Can I drive you to Chattanooga
Where the city in October looks like fire
Changing lanes on this restless highway
Between this living and desire
Out over Texas in a hotel
or in this quiet house alone
(but) all the distance here between us
Is only made of miles and stone
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Can I drive you to Chattanooga
Where the city in October looks like fire
Changing lanes on this restless highway
Between this living and desire
Take my regrets...
I would die a thousand deaths for you...
My mind is rushing like these rivers
And I can't slow these moments down
We pass through our days like strangers
& I need to see your face just now