High Plains Wyoming (feat. Joel Timmons)

My eyes are cryin' the wind is sighing

Even the birds know my pain

Chained to the sky tethered though they try

To be free even birds long to be

Not chained to the sky endlessly

My mind is heavy the sun is steady

Even the mountains agree

Anchored to the land, chipping into sand

Gravity even rocks long to leave

Not chained to the ground endlessly

On the high plains

Oh I am so lonely out here in Wyoming

Tonight the moon dressed in black

On the high plains I ride a pistol by my side

On the high plains I ride

The hour is wasting your loving I'm craving

Even the moon knows my pain

No touching no tasting forever chasing your light

I am trapped in a trace

I am chained to an old memory

On the high plains

Oh I am so lonely out here in Wyoming

Tonight the moon dressed in black

On the high plains I ride pistol by my side

On the high plains

On the high plains

On the high plains I ride