You're gone but I will keep on waitin
My money my heart take it all
You're dad says your livin happy
And Im just tryin to find the courage to call
There was a time you owned my right seat
And sneakin out was easier than gettin old
So I will hang around till these fields are just dust
Or I have your hand to hold
Woah
Come back from Amarillo
Or where ever the hell it is you call home
Woah
Don't you know that movin forward
Ain't nothin
If your hearts beatin with a hole
And I will carry the weight
Of everything that torments your sweet soul
So woah
Come back to where the wind blows
I promise
This dust will turn to gold
And there's a diamond in my night stand
Bought that when I sold the flatbed Ford
Young hearts believe in second chances
And I was dumb enough to use up yours
Our names are carved into that oak tree
Back when forever was just a thrill
So I will hang around till these fields are just dust
Or my heart is just soft and still
Woah
Come back from Amarillo
Or where ever the hell it is you call home
Woah
Don't you know that movin forward
Ain't nothin
If your hearts beatin with a hole
And I will carry the weight
Of everything that carries your sweet soul
So woah
Come back to where the wind blows
I promise
This dust will turn to gold