I've Got Your Name

Changed in a rest stop into my dress

Be sure not to touch the floor

I've done that kind of thing before

Drove down 95

Put on my eyes in the rearview mirror

As I enter New York

You stopped calling out my way

You stopped calling all together

I may be another feather

But I've got your name

You stopped calling out my way

You stopped calling all together

I may be another feather

But I've got your name

Riding back to Massachusetts

Couldn't even see from snow

The road was studded with Christmas trees

I saw fire, I saw fire then

I saw fire then, I saw fire

I saw fire then, I saw fire then