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