She left Texas on a hot summer wind
Headed for Nevada
Had a gig at a Holiday Inn
A two-week engagement
Then she was coming right back home
One month later I heard a voice on the telephone saying…
Houston, we have a problem
I’m in Las Vegas and I’m flying high
Hope things are fine where you are
I’m up here among the stars
Can you hear me, Houston
I called to say goodbye
She said Houston had been just a launching pad
Next stop California
She hoped that I wouldn’t be mad
She’d always remember how I helped her get her start
There’d always be a place for me
At the bottom of her heart
Houston, we have a problem
I’m in Las Vegas and I’m flying high…
Checked all the papers
But I never heard a word about her
One night I got a call
Saying “Can you please come out here?…”
Houston, I have a problem
I’m stuck in Vegas
And I’m feeling low
I’m burned out on this town
Yeah, I’m really coming down
Can you hear me, Houston
I want to come back home
Would you catch a falling star
If she landed in your arms
Hello, Houston, I’m coming home
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Cambridge Avenue
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For Joanne
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Funny How
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Heads and Tails
Well, the light fell out of your eyes last night And over me And I knew that what comes From a moment like this Was meant to be All at once I saw myself Without any …