Somewhere along this dusty road

I lost my superpowers

The crown jewels

And all the words that ever kept you by my side

And along the rugged trail

I lost the cell phone tower

And those East Coast crickets that made me feel at home at night

And, along this broken path

I lost your sound advice

My metaphorical four-wheeler is spinning in the dirt of life

And my bed grows cold

On the side you used to sleep on

My life feels hollow

So, don’t you make me sleep alone

Somewhere throughout the years

You’ve lost pieces of yourself

And when you tried to find your way back the crows ate your breadcrumb trail

Somewhere throughout my life I’d forgotten how to love

Somewhere along this dusty road

You lost your superpowers

And my hands were kryptonite sifting through the sands of time

And I’m so lost that I’m barely hanging on

Along this haunted town you’ve painted the buildings red

And not a GPS could bring you by my side again

And my bed grows cold

On the side you used to sleep

I’m drunk, cold, and need you

So, don’t you make me sleep alone

Do you feel hollow now that you’re all alone