Sitting in a motel on the outskirts of Raton How the years have flown Since Townes passed through these hills alone I got someone who loves me But it's too late to phone I wanna ride this road forever And I'm dying to go home
Out there on the interstate the hurryin' of the cars High above room 28 the swirling of the stars And I draw the vinyl curtains like a veil across my skin I turn the bedside lamp down And I let my shadows in
Cause I feel so full and so empty handed In a world so cruel I don't think I understand it Are we still the fools Who don't know right from wrong Here at midnight on Raton?
I find a crumpled napkin and I fumble for a pen Chase a fleeting moment like it was my long lost friend And I curl up 'neath the blankets and dream until the dawn But come morning I'll be through these hills and gone Come morning I'll be through these hills and goneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
