Changed in a rest stop into my dress
Made sure not to touch the floor
I've done that kind of thing before

Drove down 95
Put on my eyes in the rearview mirror
As I enter New York

You stopped calling out my way
You stopped calling all together
I may be another feather, but I've got your name

You stopped calling out my way
You stopped calling all together
I may be another feather, but I've got your name

Riding back to Massachusetts
Couldn't even see from snow
The road was studded with Christmas trees

I saw fire
I saw fire then
I saw fire then

I saw fire
I saw fire then
I saw fire then