Utah

Turn the lights out Saw your leather wallet Laying empty on the couch Your words are moving Underneath your feet Like sunken promises Returning's not a thought inside Your head Feet are on the pavement Moving towards exceeding all Your fantasies You leave with all your busted Books inside your paper bag It's about time you come home Dinner's set all for one Utahs coming close Lights shine over the snow Saw you at the Motel 6 You're breathing soft the analyst Inside your phone was looking for A place for you to be alone And wanting something warm and Moving Listening was ever soothing Your mind wandered to the distant Plains Of dry and ever still Leaving trails of photographs Of times you had and won't get Back All the times you mentioned them You had a glossy looking eye Sing a travelers song while you Had stumbled through sandy road It's about time you come home Dinner's set all for one Utahs coming close Lights shine over the snow