In a Holiday Inn in a bar in a corner A man sat staring at the life he'd been handed Praying for a miracle to let him sleep He's got a woman back home and a woman in the city Both of them sitting by the phone, he can't stand it How could such a simple man be in so deep And he believes in the miracle of love She believes the same He believes that the woman that shares his love She'd share his name, share his name Well his head's saying no and his heart's saying maybe He's torn between the places he's been sleeping And praying for a miracle that he don't get caught He's just an old-fashioned man with a modern day problem He's weighted down by the secrets he's been keeping And things he didn't think about and the things he thought He believes in the miracle of love She believes the same And he dozed off thinking that the woman that bares his child Should bare his name, bare his name There's a page turned down in the Gideon Bible And God never wrote what it says in there It's the name and number of a woman in Memphis, Tennessee Not a chapter away from the crossing of the Jordan The tears and the words of a man in prayer For a woman back home and a woman in Memphis Cuz he believes in the miracle of love And she believes the same He still believes that the woman who shares his love Should share his name, share his name