I remember days when cotton was the finest dress
You swore you'd ever need
I'd like to know what changed your mind
Now you're flying just outside my reach
In a world that I don't understand
Where I know you've tasted love that wasn't mine
Tonight my heart is back in Dallas
Where times were good before you learned to fly
Our way of life in Tucson
Wasn't close to what you wanted it to be
Then the job I found in Denver
Wasn't near enough to satisfy your dreams
And now up here in Seattle
The summer rains make good work hard to find
Tonight my heart is back in Dallas
Where times were good before you learned to fly
Satin pillows on our bed don't mean a thing to me
And the touch of satin's just as cold as the love you're givin' me
So when you wake up this morning
An empty bed's the warmest thing you'll find
This boy is on his way to Dallas
To find someone who's never learned to fly
Yes I'm on my way to Dallas
To find someone who's never learned to fly
Before You Learned To Fly was written by Don Lanier & Red Steagall.
Before You Learned To Fly was produced by Joe Allison.