She sat in that corner every night Glass of whiskey catching neon light Said just enough to keep you guessin' Her eyes held stories she wasn't confessin' I watched her from across that smoky room Like watchin' lightning before the boom She lived at the edge of light Where shadows meet the stars Voice that could stop the rain And a laugh that hid her scars Nobody owned her story Nobody knew her name Just another ghost passing through Too wild to ever tame Met her at midnight in that roadside bar Where jukebox heroes never made it far She'd sing sometimes when no one asked her Each note was runnin' from some disaster Her fingers traced the rim of her glass Like she was counting seconds as they passed [Build slightly with additional acoustic guitar strumming] She lived at the edge of light Where shadows meet the stars Voice that could stop the rain And a laugh that hid her scars Nobody owned her story Nobody knew her name Just another ghost passing through Too wild to ever tame They say they saw her on Highway 40 Thumb out against the desert sky Others swear she's in some radio station Singing lullabies to empty miles Truth is, nobody really knew her And that's exactly how she planned to live With one foot always out the doorway Taking more than she would give Left nothing but wine in a glass Some chord scribbles on a napkin that wouldn't last No goodbye letter, no explanation Just the silence of her liberation Some nights I think I hear her singing When the wind blows hard against my door Reminding me there's worlds beyond this one Where women like her finally soar She lives at the edge of light Where shadows meet the stars Voice that could stop the rain And a laugh that hid her scars Nobody owns her story Nobody knows her name But her ghost haunts all the women Who dream of breaking their chains
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