Texas - Chris Rea

Catch a sight of long lost summers

Catch a dream inside your hands

Take me where that lady comes from

Take me to that far off distant land

Rain comes pouring past my window

Turns my sky from blue to grey

I ain’t never been to Texas

But I sure gonna meet that lady

One fine day

When Texas smiles around my bedroom

Who could ever turn her down

Tears of joy roll down my pillow

While cold north winds are blowing all around me

But I don’t care, my dream is westbound

Far across that sky so grey

I ain’t never been to Texas

But I sure gonna meet that lady

One fine day

She’s my little Texas

My little Texas