Lyrics

Not quite black velvet, more like white satin
I'll tell it as it happened
I stole the show
He stole the heart of a redhead behind the bar
He was a mystery to me
Like the look in his eyes, and the things he implied

Sweet talker smoking in the shadows
And all of a sudden, I need a light
Before I know it, it's old school wranglers
On new car leather in the heat of the night
The seasons of life as they change
Color me helpless
My thinking is wishful
Youthful hope by the fistful
Running with the reckless

My cheeks are painted cherry
With my hint of lime
My perfect crime
Sway in the dark
I pray my heart is safe in his calloused hands
Once a mystery to me
Now he's the only one who understands

Sweet talker smoking in the shadows
And all of a sudden, I need a light
Before I know it, it's old school wranglers
On new car leather in the heat of the night
The seasons of life as they change
Color me helpless
My thinking is wishful
Youthful hope by the fistful
Running with the reckless

And if he becomes a memory
I don't care to replace it
If the end is near
I don't care to face it
Cause Myself Or Someone Like Me
Will always be buried in the backroads
I can feel him on a Saturday night
Drumming with my eyes closed

Sweet talker smoking in the shadows
And all of a sudden, I need a light
Before I know it, it's old school wranglers
On new car leather in the heat of the night
The seasons of life as they change
Color me helpless
My thinking is wishful
Youthful hope by the fistful
Running with the reckless
A soul that begs to be saved is so often careless
Can't be deterred or divested, with his hand as a necklace
Running with the reckless
It might be a death wish
Running with the reckless