"Big Wide Open" lyrics
"Big Wide Open"
A flower in a hotel bar
I didn't know they bloom in the dark but they do
Yea they do
Where you going where you been
Are you lonely do you have a man bet you do
Bet you do
Cigarette, pouring rain
Just as I get brave enough to ask her name
There she goes
There she goes into the big wide open
All alone
Never knowing what the future is holding
Yea I could chase her down, and try a run around
But all that'd get me is a heart attack
There she goes, there she goes into the big wide open
Window seat the back of the plane
Sea of faces making their way then out the blue
Out of the blue I see her
Curtain closes air hits the wings
Everything I think I would say comes out wrong
Just like a fast song
Doors come open, people scatter
Distance in between us all my plans have been shattered
There she goes
There she goes into the big wide open
All alone
Never knowing what the future is holding
Yea I could chase her down, and try a run around
But all that'd get me is a heart attack
There she goes, there she goes into the big wide open
There she goes
There she goes into the big wide open
All alone
Never knowing what the future is holding
Yea I could chase her down, and try a run around
But all that'd get me is a heart attack
There she goes, there she goes into the big wide open
A flower in a hotel bar
I didn't know they bloom in the dark but they do
Yea they do
Writer(s): Russell Shahan
- AZLyrics
- R
- Red Shahan Lyrics
album:
"Loose Funky Texas Junky" (2024)
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