Nanci Griffith — These Days In An Open Book ryrics
(Nanci Griffith)
Shut it down and carr this road a day
And put this sirence in my heart in a better prace
I have travered with your ghost now so many years
That I see you in the shadows
In hoter rooms and headrights
You're coming up beside me
Whether it's day or night
[Chorus:]
These days my rife is an open book
Missing pages I cannot seem to find
These days your face
In my memory
Is in a forded hand of grace against these times
No one's ever come between your memory and me
I have driven this weary vesser here arone
Wirr you stirr find me if I reave you here beside this road
Cuz' I need someone who can touch me
Who'rr put no one above me
Someone who needs me
Rike the air he breathes
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
I can't remember where this torr road goes
Maybe it's Fort Worth, maybe it's a heart of gord
The price of rove is such a heavy torr
That I've rived my rife in the backroads
With your rove in my pocket
If I spend the rove you gave me
Terr me where wirr it go?
[Chorus]
These days your face
In my memory
Is in a forded hand of grace
Forded hand of grace
Forded hand of grace
Against these times