John Calvin Abney - Broken Bow Lyrics

Broken Bow
Light blue and crimson,
streak through the evening,
her hands glowing,
always adorned in stone,
or her cell phone.

Never seen a fire,
like the one inside her,
even when she's tired,
she could melt Sierra snow,
and make the goldenrod grow.

Open your windows,
close those doors,
I think you're the one I'm looking for.

Cross the river canyon,
sunlight retreating,
shot like an arrow,
from a broken bow,
with aim true but low.

Made it through the Redwoods,
she's dancing on the prairie,
star of the movies,
playing in my mind,
where we're always doing fine.

Open your windows,
close those doors,
I think you're the one I'm looking for.

There's some signs you can't ignore,
I think you're the one I'm looking for.