And in the evening when the day goes down 
She leaves the bright house lights 
Stands and watches with her coat pulled around 
At torches light the western skies 

Sometimes she thinks she knows him just too well 
Other times not much at all 
They live their lives in some familiar spell 
And catch each other when they fall 

Nothing lasts, well she knows, try to hang on 
When it's gone, you'll be burned 
Fashions and friends come and go 
Everyone travels that road in their turn 

She wants to run out where the day meets the night 
Far beyond these midwest farms 
But she'll be with him till the day she finds 
A stranger lying in her arms