200 more miles

Ryan Adams with the Cowboy Junkies
200 More Miles

Atlantas a distant memory
Montgomery a recent blur
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 blur
And tulsa burns on the desert floor
Like a signal fire