Just a boy and a girl at the roller rinkHe wrote you letters full of fever dreamsYour love was a wildfireRaging in the California sunAnd even your name means alive and freeBut you were too dark for that southern sceneAnd it was easy enough to write you out historyBack when he was always gone or on drugsAnd I'm not saying it didn't work out like it shouldBut I'm not saying it didn't work out like it shouldHalf with all partiesBetter off in the endBut I can believeThat when it comes to walking the linesThirteen years was a long goddamn timeSo here's one more line for you at the endAnd as for the one I loveI pray he's doing wellI hope he's doing wellI hope he tells the sad thingsOnly he can tellAnd I hope our friends forgive himCause my happiness, it isn't zero sumYeah, but all these sobered-up cowboysWith their albums and their fameTheir songs of second chance is fineRedemption and acclaimBut they land a little differentIn my ears, the ringing nameVivianAnd I'm not sayingIt doesn't work out like it shouldAnd with all partiesBetter off in the endBut if you can speak your pieceThen I guess so can ICause these fourteen yearsHave been a long goddamn timeAnd I'll try to make mine rhymeFor you, VivianVivian, Vivian, VivianAnd time rolls onIt's a train on the trackSpins with the wheelsOf a black CadillacThey give us allFor our acceptable collateralPretending an upendingIn the name of the gardenI believe in youIt works out for the goodAnd everythingComes up roses in the endBut no matter where they leadWhen it comes to walking linesThis aching in your feetLasts a long goddamn timeSo here's one more line for youVivianVivianVivianMy darlingVivianVivianVivianVivianVivianVivian