Wyoming

I call to you, I wait for you

I drank you drop by drop

And I thank you for beating all the trusting out of me

You showed me the world is just an empty motel room

And I will die in Wyoming in a drugstore parking lot

So high I'll believe that I am parked outside your house

Two thousand miles away

I call to you, I sang for you

I lose you drop by drop

And I thank you for taking all you ever could from me

You showed me the world is just the things you keep to lose

And I will die in Wyoming