Text: John Hiatt. Perfectly Good Guitar + Bonus Cd. Lipstick Sunset.

There's a lipstick sunset

Smeared across the August sky

There's a bitter sweet perfume

Hanging in the fields

The creek is running high



And I left my lover waiting

In the dawn somewhere to wonder why

By the end of the day

All her sweet dreams would fade

To a lipstick sunset



Well, a radio was playing

And that ol' summer heat was on the rise

I just had to get away

Before some sad old song

Brought tears to my eyes



And Lord I couldn't tell her

That her love was only killing me

By the end of the day

All her sweet dreams would fade

To a lipstick sunset



Well it's pretty as a picture baby

Red and blushing just before the night

Maybe love's like that for me

Maybe I can only see

As you take away the light



So hold me in the darkness

We can dream about the cool twilight

'Til the dawning of the day

When I make my getaway

To a lipstick sunset



There will come another day

When I make my getaway

To a lipstick sunset



There will come another day

Then I'll make my getaway

To a lipstick sunset