Jeane, If You’re Ever In Portland

Back in town
With blown-out lungs and shot eardrums
And misplaced kisses
And someone who misses
Who missed me in Kansas

The second I got out of the van
I saw you giving your cash to the doorman
I saw the X on your hand
And I knew you were the one
Or I knew you’d understand

But oh…
I wish we could have talked all night
We had to be in Illinois by daylight
And what I wouldn’t give to be your man
But I can’t break up the band

And Jeane…
There must be more than letters and phone calls
So say "I'll come see Maine when the snow falls"
Just say "I'll come see Maine when the snow falls"

There’s kissing in Kansas, but that’s not home
And we sigh when we’re on the phone
But the voice in my ear
Says it wouldn’t be the same if you moved here

But it’s just miles
It’s only miles
It’s just miles
And miles and miles and miles and miles and miles