Windy Desert

Sand in my teeth, sun in my eyes

I trace your name where the highway dies

Empty motel, sign half-lit

You took the keys, I took the hit

Windy desert, blowing through my bones

I keep calling, echo of the stones

Every mile between us, cuts a little deeper

Windy desert, make me a believer

Maps on the dash for the dawn

Your jacket on the seat, you wore a ghoster

Your laugh in the rearview glass

I chase a storm that already passed

Windy desert, blowing through my bones

I keep calling, echo of the stones

Every mile between us, cuts a little deeper

Windy desert, make me a believer

If I run out of road, I walk barefoot

Burn my doubts on the shoulder

If I run out of words, like I just did

I will cover your trail or carry me closer

Windy desert, blowing through my bones

I keep calling, echo of the stones

Every mile between us, cuts a little deeper

Windy desert, make me a believer