Approximately 906 Miles (Live on the Mogollon Rim)

Alone at night the dogs they shiver cold Beside me longing that grows so old A faint remembrance of a touch so warm A hopeful smiling expression on my face forms for I will behold your loving face one day In the sun And then night will come And I will sleep again For now a quiet look a cruel exchange A fragmentary goodbye, so out of range The furthest distance now, a kiss unmet Alone, apart, and aching I'm waiting yet For I will behold your loving face one day In the sun And then night will come And I will sleep again