Melissa - Kevin Max

Soulful sweet sky blue jeans

A golden haired girl with romantic dreams

All alone inside her head she sleeps

The western scenes of the rodeo queens

Nights of isles on shining steeps

In a mind to quell the violent screams

And the jig is up in this lonesome town

When the lights go out and we wander around

Until we find a way to disappear

And I’m stumbling and I take my seat

On a cemetery bench in the summer heat

We wait for the priest in the back as I whisper in you ear

Melissa, I listen

Melissa, we’re gonna get away

Melissa, I listen

Melissa, together we’ll find a way

Sunday school books and haunted nooks

Heavy eyed judgmental looks

All alone we go against the grain

We believe in God

We believe in faith

We believe in hope even when it rains

Never fit with the plans of empty pain

And the jig is up in this lonesome town

When the lights go out and we wander around

Until we find a way to disappear

And I’m stumbling and I take my seat

On a cemetery bench in the summer heat

We wait for the priest in the back as I whisper in you ear

Melissa, I listen

Melissa, we’re gonna get away

Melissa, I listen

Melissa, together we’ll find a way