Colored Lights

Her headlights dance to a John Hiatt tune
I'm reading a napkin map under a Carolina moon
We've all got our reasons for burning too bright
She's equal parts pain and truth and sweet moonshine
Oh she's sweet moonshine

Her colored lights around the yard are out of season
Her dog won't bite but it takes time to believe him
We're all just lonely souls living on through rows

Dust flies off her wheels like the ghost of Tom Joad
A friendly bird she sings her words to everyone
And when she smiles it's like the setting sun

Her colored lights around the yard are out of season
Her dog won't bite but it takes time to believe him
I think I might stick around and ride the breeze, yeah

Her colored lights pull me in
Pass around a jug of cheer
How'd you get so far from here
Souls are never insincere

I find myself alone at times
I sing along some broken rhymes
Turn around the colored lights are clear

Her colored lights around the yard are out of season
Her dog won't bite but it takes time to believe him
I think I might stick around and ride the breeze, yeah

Her colored lights
Her colored lights around the yard are out of season
Her dog don't bite but it takes time to believe, yeah