Feathered in the minds

Well my buckle leaves impressions

On the warm side of her waist,

Her perfume smells like heaven

Where we tangled ’til it’s late.

If I knew she prayed each morning,

I’d have left that smoke alone,

’Cause I walked into her doorway

Too damn high to make it home.

Looking over east Texas,

Sippin’ whiskey on the porch,

She said, “Manny, boy, those habits

Gon’ leave your spirit scorched.”

I said, “many tried to warn me,

But I’m stubborn when I’m blind.

’Til you walked into my chaos,

Ain’t had nothin’ worth my time.”

Hold me close, my darling,

Sing that whispering song,

Let it calm my storms,

And I’ll sing along.

Tell me how your love stays true,

How I can always count on you,

To stand by me when trouble’s high—

I’d cross that burning desert just to

hold you tonight.

Well my heart is kicking heavy,

Like it’s fighting for its place,

Like a lost and jealous angel

Calling heaven for some grace.

I’d go running through the forest,

I’d take every cut and thorn,

Just to hold her for a minute—

Even if it leaves me wanting more.

Hold me close, my darling,

Sing that whispering song,

Soft against my ear,

And I’ll sing along.

Tell me how your love runs true,

How Manny can always count on you,

When the nights get rough and the demons bite—

I’d run across the border just to hold you tonight.