Waking up late in the afternoon
An old piano playing just out of tune
To the buzz of the heat through the telephone line
Some kind song about a bottle of wine
And I knew it was you by the sound of your feet
Pushing the pedals and keeping the beat
We're a million miles away from those days now
You can't get away from me
You can't get me wrong
I know how to keep you here
Where you know you belong...
In a song
A Cheatham Street Warehouse honky-tonk song
The kind Billy Joe just can't get wrong
I'm gonna call in the bar
Hope that you can hear me wherever you are
And wherever you are, I'm hoping you know
Wherever I am, I'm missing you so
No longer a million miles away from anything
You can't get away from me
You can't get me wrong
I know how to keep you here
Where you know you belong...
In a song
Working on the last few lines last night
Trying to find a way to make it end alright
The telephone rings; it was you
You asked if I was working on anything new
I didn't have the heart to tell you about
The one thing I'm finishing up right now
No longer a million miles away from anything
You can't get away from me
You can't get me wrong
I know how to keep you here
Where you know you belong...
In a song