(Vincent Matthews)



I no longer notice if you're wearing perfume

I quit smoking girl you never even knew

And the road is full of young and restless people

And they're full of this spirit to move.



It's a habit for us to be together

We sat and watched the deadly shadows grow

Every day last year I left for California

This is my year for Mexico.



--- Instrumental ---



Your back is turned to me while you are reading

I close my eyes while I pretent to doss

From the road I hear the sound of passing traffic

Some of them are bound for Mexico.



It's a habit for us to be together

We sat and watched the deadly shadows grow

Every day last year I left for California

This is my year for Mexico.



This is my year for Mexico...