Atlantas a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
And tulsa burns on the desert floor
Like a signal fire
I got willie on the radio
A dozen things on my mind
And number one is fleshing out
These dreams of mine
Ive got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
Before I sleep
But therell be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
To fall into tonight
In nashville there is a lighter
In a case for all to see
It speaks of dreams and heartaches
Left unsung
And in the corner stands a guitar and
Lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand
I dont travel past, travel hard before
And Im beginning to understand
That Ive got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
Before I sleep
But therell be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
To fall into tonight
They say that I am crazy
My life wasting on this road
That time will find my dreams
Scared or dead and cold
But I heard there is a light
Drawing me to reach an end
And when I reach there, Ill turn back
And you and I can begin again
Ive got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
Before I sleep
But therell be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
To fall into tonight
Ive got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
Before I sleep
But I wouldnt trade all your golden tomorrows
For one hour of this night
Atlantas a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
And tulsa burns on the desert floor
Like a signal fire