Someone Else's Girl

The July sun runs hot in a Custer County Sky. I was blistered red my neck down to My heels. The ragweed lying over, a blanket on the Ground. Until then I'd only dreamt about love Fields. As the skeeters swarmed around us, I held the farmer's daughter. The river sand made sparkles in her hand. And promises were made and given out like church Bell candy. We held on long for something that was never Really there. And I wonder what you think about me. I wonder who you are without me. We can never say we never gave us a World. I'd never turn back the hands of time. You were never meant to end up mine. I'm someone else's problem now. You're someone else's girl. Gone The days of innocence, sun long Sunday Strolls. I took off for the mountains, you married into Gold. I've given up on how you've been and Arbitrary sorrys. Life's too short for holding grudges, Or so that I've been told. But I wonder what you think about me. I wonder who you are without me. We can never say we never gave us a World. I'd never turn back the hands of time. You were never meant to end up mine. I'm someone else's problem now. You're someone else's girl. But every time I cross that middle loop, I see your sparkling hair. And I wonder if she takes the time to Ponder days of old. We learned of love, we love and learn, And on the story goes. That river runs like pages turn, Ever rolling with the flow. But I still wonder what you think about me. I wonder who you are without me. We can never say we never gave us a World. I'd never turn back the hands of time. You were never meant to end up mine. I'm someone else's problem now. You're someone else's girl. I'm still someone else's problem now. Thank God you're someone else's girl.