The day since I met her
I can’t believe it’s true
She came here from Memphis
Across the ocean sailing and I saw her
And I pleaded, “Why do you come so far?”

And she said, “Trying to get to you
How I tried to get to you
Trying to get to you”

I’m sending a letter
I’ll send it right to you
I’ll send it to Memphis
I know that someday everything I needed and I wanted
Used to be that my head was haunted

And all these sirens
They make me mad
And all this violence
It brings me down
I feel strong, I feel lucky

“Trying to get to you”
Said, “I’m going to get to you
Trying to get to you”