Everything in your shadow turns to vapor You pierce my heart like it was paper Radio's crackling with the headlines Something on your shoulder, winds in the phone line American beauty will you be mine Out on this highway counting white lines Hot and bloody summer, drifting blue eyes We're in the high grass, I finger your hemline Boot heels click clacking, honey, when you shine Autumn blue skies, hair sweet as the southern pines American beauty forever in time Out on this highway counting white lines Your hand cups your breast, pledging your time Things we carried, shining skylines Falling sparrow, sky torn apart Dark shining arrow, your kiss pierces my heart American beauty forever mine Out on this highway counting white lines