Album: Wyoming
I call to you, I wait for you
I drank you drop by drop
And I thank you for beating all the trusting out of me
You showed me the world is just an empty motel room
And I will die in Wyoming in a drugstore parking lot
So high I'll believe that I am parked outside your house
Two thousand miles away
I call to you, I sang for you
I lose you drop by drop
And I thank you for taking all you ever could from me
You showed me the world is just the things you keep to lose
And I will die in Wyoming