West Video (MV)

Storm clouds billow and I see
Pregnant possibilities 'cross fields of grain
I'm only 14, but I feel
Purple mountains pulling me on towards the sea

Mother's tears and Father's hands
Hold me, turn me, keep me on that straight and true
But my head turns every chance I get
And my heart beats faster looking out into the West

Highways bulge and ribbon
Towards a hazy dream that haunts me so
One foot front the other
That West is tugging at my soul

Here I am on the road again
Waylon, Willie keepn' me close company
The people in my rear-view mirror
Fill me with a lonely thrill of ecstasy

Utah's size and majesty
Threaten to obliterate all space and time
Rocky arches, picture frames
Will I regret the friends that I have left behind?

Highways bulge and ribbon
Towards a hazy dream that haunts me so
One foot front the other
That West is tugging at my soul

The desert leaves me empty
And I know Nature's lacking a regard for me
Humbled, hungry, wild and free;
Horizon is a mirror, I long for the sea

To wash me clean and give me hope
That what I've done is only what I had to do
That longing for adventure
It's a quest and not abandonment that I choose

Highways bulge and ribbon
Towards a hazy dream that haunts me so
One foot front the other
That West is tugging at my soul

Now it's there in front of me
Pavement broke to sand and I am on my feet
My heart and waves thud in time
A vain hope for a fleeting sense of victory

But the fever will not break
Even though there is no road to follow now
Perhaps it's a ship I'll sail
And keep the West forever 'cross my pitching bow

Highways bulge and ribbon
Towards a hazy dream that haunts me so
One foot front the other
That West is tugging at my soul

Pacific rolls and tumbles
Towards a hazy dream that ends my road
But will there be an end?
Or will there be an endless need to go?