lipstick sunset
hiatt, john
there's a lipstick sunset
smeared across the august sky
there's a bitter sweet perfume
the creek is running high
and i left my lover waiting
in the dawn somewhere to wonder why
all her sweet dreams would fade
and that ol' summer heat was on the rise
and lord i couldn't tell her
that her love was only killing me
all her sweet dreams would fade
well it's pretty as a picture baby
red and blushing just before the night
maybe love's like that for me
as you take away the light
so hold me in the darkness
we can dream about the cool twilight
'til the dawning of the day
there will come another day
there will come another day
then i'll make my getaway