I've Got Your Name

Changed in a rest stop into my dress Be 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