Cross My Fingers

Baby when I put my mind to it I slip into another gear And I travel in another syncopation When all I wanna be is here with you And I'll be true to you cross my fingers I'll be good to you cross my fingers I'll be true to you cross my fingers Sure as a snake along the river Sure as a ghost is in the trees There is a promise love delivers Even though you never promised me I'll be true to you cross my fingers I'll be good to you cross my fingers I'll be true to you cross my fingers I wanna stay, 'til my thoughts are okay 'Til my motive is clear, 'cause im driftin away From the weight of your arms, from your soft feather bed To a cold white line down the highway in my head