(Tampa to Tulsa). Just one layover. Thinking it over. There´s a card game in the back seat. They´re throwing dice in the aisle. And the driver, just smiles. With every mile he´s closer to the arms of the woman who loves him. (Tampa to Tulsa), one layover. Please, don´t ask. Take my love and make it last. Please, don´t ask. Ease my worried mind, and take my hand. Picking up nothing but stock quotes on a GI´s radio. It´s giving me nothing but false hope. I´m putting it all on the line. (Tampa to Tulsa), one layover. Please don´t ask. Take my love and make it last. Please, don´t ask. Ease my worried mind, and take my hand. I know that you´re running. But you don´t know what from. (Tampa to Tulsa), one layover. Please, don´t ask. Take my love and make it last. Please, don´t ask. Ease my worried mind, and take my hand.

( Lyrics : The Jawhawks, "Tampa to Tulsa" )

Last mind running. And my hand, a worried hope on the line, asking.