Calendar Girl
She was just another calendar girl
A waitress in a small town restaurant
Serving refills with a smile in return
Pooring coffee with a stone cold broken heart
He was just another military man
Tired of marching with the desert sand in his boots
Writing letters home they won't understand
Cause not soul would walk a single mile in his shoes
So what's the use?
There's a headlight swaying
Along the winding canyon road
The stars don't seem to care to shine tonight
As she reaches for her coat
And she stares at a shadow under pale blue light
Clouds across a crescent moon
All is colliding on a Monday night in June
I'm no sinner and I ain't no saint
I am not a hero but I'm sure I'm not afraid
But I'll be fine
You were more than just a friend of mine
More than just a another name in my little red book
You are not my favorite waste of time
You took my hand and baby, I was hooked
That's all it took
There's a headlight swaying
Along the winding canyon road
The stars don't seem to care to shine tonight
As she reaches for her coat
And she stares at a shadow under pale blue light
Clouds across a crescent moon
All is colliding on a Monday night in June
I'm no sinner and I ain't no saint
I am not a hero but I'm sure I'm not afraid
I'll be fine
He's boozin'
And cruisin' down the boulevard
She's a-prayin'
Someday she's gonna be a star
It seems they're living up to their broken dreams
Of cancelled checks and charlatans
Souvenirs shops and imaginary friends
We read the signs but
We don't know what they mean
She was just another calendar girl
A waitress in a small town restaurant
Serving refills with a smile in return
Pooring coffee with a stone cold broken heart