A misty rain is falling through the neon light
Fat Tuesday in new orleans on TV tonight
They're mostly in the parts of town that look all right
The camera never shows where the sadness goes
I wish I had an anaconda's dna
I'd slip out of my skin and in my note I'd say
Thanks to all who made me what I am today
Now I'm going home. I'm tired of being alone
Will I ever hold you like the night in magnolia
Waiting for the storm to pass
This motel is no palace, but I'm out here to sing
My fingertips are calloused from these guitar strings
I don't need a calendar to know it's spring
It's right on cue, how hard I'm missing you
And here next to my bed, inside an open drawer
Gideon is offering to show me more
The things that fill my heart come through a thousand doors
Love is most divine when it draws no line
Will I ever hold you like the night in magnolia
Waiting for the storm to pass
Shawn pelton... drums
Marty ballou... upright bass
Duke levine... ac and el guitar
Kenny white... piano
Tom "bones" malone... euphonium
Dee carstensen... harmony vocal