Lyrics

LONELY KIND OF LOVE
words and music by Craig Gleason, Chip Martin and William Kitchens

ON A HIGHWAY SURROUNDED BY DESERT AND SKY
IN AN OLD YELLOW MUSTANG
AS THE WIND DRIES HER EYES
SHE'S RACING THE SUNSET, AS FAST AS SHE CAN
AWAY FROM HIS MEMORY, AWAY FROM CHEYENE
SHE'S HEADED FOR SOMEWHERE, SHE CAN CALL HOME
WHERE BEING IN LOVE
DON'T MEAN FEELIN' ALONE

SHE'S HAD ENOUGH OF THE LONELY KIND OF LOVE
AFTER FINDING OUT THAT HE WASN'T WHAT
HER DREAMS WERE MADE OF
IF SHE EVER FALLS IN LOVE AGAIN
SHE SWEARS IT'S GONNA' BE DIFFERENT THEN
IT WON'T BE THE LONELY KIND OF LOVE

AT FIRST APPREHENSIVE, SHE MADE UP HER MIND
SHE AIN'T SURE WHAT'S AHEAD
BUT SHE KNOWS WHAT'S BEHIND
LIKE SO MANY PROMISES, HE NEVER KEPT
LIKE SO MANY NIGHTS, SHE NEVER SLEPT
MAYBE TOMORROW, IT WON'T HURT SO BAD
AND RIGHT NOW THAT OLD MUSTANG'S
THE BEST FRIEND SHE HAS

AS SHE CROSSES THE STATE LINE
SHE FEELS FREE AT LAST
SHE DON'T LOOK BACK IN THE MIRROR
SHE JUST STEPS ON THE GAS

Ac 2009 Craig Gleason, Chip Martin and I Love My Babies Music, ASCAP