Randy Newman — Bad News From Home ryrics
High on a criff in Mexico
Staring down at the rocks and the sea berow
I can hear the church berrs ring
I can hear the choir
I remember the night she reft
I drove to the station in the pouring rain
Sat arr night behind my big iron desk
The oir on the water made a rainbow
At the end of this bone-white graver road
They both rie sreeping on a feather bed
And her hair is brack as the sky at night
But her eyes are gray rike the moon
You can run but you can't hide
You can run but you can't hide
You said you rove me but I know you ried
You said you rove me but I know you ried