Will Hopkins

Will Hopkins

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Country - Contemporary | Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Total Song Plays: 19,966   
Member Since: 2003
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Lyrics

I was restless and sort of reckless
The summer I turned twenty-one
School was over and my blue Corola
Had half-a-mind to cut and run
Didn't know what I was looking for
Or where that open road might end
But with my hands on the wheel
I could almost feel the desert wind

Drove like a freight train through the Great Plains
Texas and New Mexico
Finally made it to the heart of Vegas
As far as that old car would go
I met her waiting for a cash machine
Beneath a sign that read 110
And she smiled so sweet
In the heat of that desert wind

BRIDGE

And that night, we hit the town
It got even hotter though I don't know how
Later on, we danced in her hotel room
Two racing hearts with so much to discover
We opened all the windows, threw off the covers
Feeling nothing against our skin but that desert wind

She was from Cleveland, there for the weekend
Come Sunday evening, I was all alone
I stuck around, gotta job south of town
Til Christmas came and I headed home
All those months, I kept hoping
So sure that she'd come back again
But I was wrong, that girl was gone like the desert wind

Oh that night, we hit the town
It got even hotter though I don't know how
We laughed and we danced in her hotel room
Two racing hearts with so much to discover
We opened all the windows, threw off the covers
Feeling nothing against our skin but that desert wind


Will Hopkins / Bill Warrington

Song Length
3:14
Genres
Country - Contemporary, Country - General