Wendy - Clem Snide

Wendy, believe me, I know

I know how it does go

To feel very far from your dreams

From your dreams coming true

And Wendy, I know it ain’t right

To sleep in a strange place each night

And to feel like a ghost in this world

When you’re still just a girl

(But, Wendy/Well)

At that MAPCO just off of I-9

When the light hits your eyes, so divine

I knew you’d forever be mine

So I wrote both our names inside of a heart

On some dirty old truck, idling by