TOO FAR FROM TEXAS © S.Booker & S.Stewart

There's a plane, it's headed for London
Twenty-four hours more and he'll be on it
And I can't show my love, and I can't stop it
Ooh, I can't stop it...

There's a house there, somebody's waiting...
Somebody else's arms will wrap around him
And in that moment...what will he think then...
When I can't touch him

(chorus)
Maybe my love could fly over the ocean...
Maybe my heart should try to leave him alone...
All that I really know is that he's goin'...
Too far from Texas...too close to home

In a room just outside of Houston
That's where I spend my nights trying to get through to him
He says he's comin' back...in every letter...
But he might never...no he might never...

(repeat chorus)
Does he know how long...I've waited for this love to come
Does he know I'm holdin' on...
And that won't change no matter where he's gone...

(repeat chorus)
Couldn't I, couldn't I wait
Couldn't he, couldn't he stay...one more day...
Couldn't I, couldn't I wait
Couldn't he, couldn't he stay...one more day...