The lonesome road is calling calling
Your lover is longing longing
Her spirit searching for escape
Her eyes have never seen too much
Her ears have never heard so much
She yearns for that deep dark glow
That dances in the eyes of the knowing
Her fingers itch for so many sensations
Her lips to taste the very core of life
Will you teach her all her heart as missed?
Or can you let her go?
Looking westward with wondering eyes
She thinks of the life she cannot find
She thinks of the land she has not touched
The hardness she has not caressed
The softness she has not possessed
Dreaming of a world devine
She lingers quietly in the horizon
Not able to leave you, her fragile lover
Yet unable to stay and fight the craving
She can only think of the voices she hasn't heard
The faces she hasn't seen, the life she hasn't lived
And in the night when she looks into your eyes
You see so clearly that question written there
Will you teach me all my heart has missed?
Or can you let me go?
You stand so calm and indifferent
Knowing you are lost and yet
Never showing. The deep darkness of the west
You have come to hate
for gently drawing your lover away
For stealing her limpid eyes from your face
For creating for you a distant paramour
Ever lost, ever entranced in it's mysterious affectation
And your heart whispers to you desperately
"Keep her out of Utah."
This one lyrical line wrapping itself around your mind
Cold, even in its comfort
Dead compared to her embrace
You have only one choice left to make
Will you show her all her heart as missed?
Or can you let her go.
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