Another week in the drivers seat
With your feet up on the dashboard
Rain it kept a steady beat
As I watched you dream of Houston

I ain't never going back
Yes sr. that's a fact
As you waved your cowboy hat
And sang "The yellow rose of Texas"

Just trying to make high ground
Has kept us on the run
There's no crime in toeing the line
Because fortune is smiling on us baby
And we're gonna walk in the sun

I might dream about Houston
But Houston don't dream about me
If I could keep it between the lines
Who knows what will be?

Loose change days and motel nights
Day old coffee, dollar postcards
State trooper's flashing lights
As we listen to the thunder

As we talk about our past
So we see our coming future
You tell me you know love can last
While staring out the window

Just looking for a place to hide
A place to ease our minds
A place away from yesterday
Close to tomorrow, away from the sorrow
Of livin' other people's time

I might dream about Houston
But Houston don't dream about me
If I could keep it between the lines
Who knows what will be?

(How long, how long)
'til we feel the change?
(How long, how long)
Will the skies be gray?
(How long, how long)
Will it be this way?
(How long, how long)
Will she stay?

I might dream about Houston
But Houston don't dream about me
If I could keep it between the lines
Who knows what will be?

I might dream about Houston
But Houston don't dream about me
If I could keep it between the lines
Who knows what, who knows what
Who knows what will be?