Mindy McCready - Cross Against The Moon lyrics
[Mindy McCready - Cross Against The Moon lyrics]
Moonlight streaks across a picture
Of a Marilyn Monroe
While the corn stocks rattle
Outside her bedroom window
A strong Nebraska wind laying
Those prairie fields flat
She reads those Bible stories
To her calico cat
She stares into the mirror at
The cross around her neck
And hears her daddy's sermons
Echo through her head
Then she closes her eyes and
Drifts into a dream
Sees her name on a marquis
Sign beside James Dean
It's the cross against the moon
A restless girl in a pink bedroom
Sweet seventeen and the silver screen
Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams
Nothings black and white
Nothings wrong or right
Just questions that she hopes to answer soon
It's the cross against the moon
Woo oh, cross against the moon oh, yeah
Her daddy said Sundays spent in Gospel tents
Would keep the stars from
Stealing her innocence
She wants to live her life
Without these doubts and fears
But the sound of brimstone burning
Whispers in her ears
So she fights the battle of
What she wants to be
Trying hard to find the courage
To chase her dreams she looks up to Marilyn
Says your looking good
She puts her Bible in her suitcase
Pens off to Hollywood
It's the cross against the moon
A restless girl in a pink bedroom
Sweet seventeen and the silver screen
Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams
Nothings black and white
Nothings wrong or right
Just questions that she hopes to answer soon
It's the cross against the moon
Woo oh, cross against the moon
Cross against the moon ooh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Of a Marilyn Monroe
While the corn stocks rattle
Outside her bedroom window
A strong Nebraska wind laying
Those prairie fields flat
She reads those Bible stories
To her calico cat
She stares into the mirror at
The cross around her neck
And hears her daddy's sermons
Echo through her head
Then she closes her eyes and
Drifts into a dream
Sees her name on a marquis
Sign beside James Dean
It's the cross against the moon
A restless girl in a pink bedroom
Sweet seventeen and the silver screen
Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams
Nothings black and white
Nothings wrong or right
Just questions that she hopes to answer soon
It's the cross against the moon
Woo oh, cross against the moon oh, yeah
Her daddy said Sundays spent in Gospel tents
Would keep the stars from
Stealing her innocence
She wants to live her life
Without these doubts and fears
But the sound of brimstone burning
Whispers in her ears
So she fights the battle of
What she wants to be
Trying hard to find the courage
To chase her dreams she looks up to Marilyn
Says your looking good
She puts her Bible in her suitcase
Pens off to Hollywood
It's the cross against the moon
A restless girl in a pink bedroom
Sweet seventeen and the silver screen
Yellow brick road and technicolor dreams
Nothings black and white
Nothings wrong or right
Just questions that she hopes to answer soon
It's the cross against the moon
Woo oh, cross against the moon
Cross against the moon ooh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh