Cold Bed

I chase down light around this town Like a damn fool I retrace pain down memory lane Fate is a deep pool Tired of picking up anchors and getting up off the floor That girl back where the wind blows She don't want me anymore No we don't really talk a lot not like we used to No we don't really ride around now I'm just passing through I ain't out here roping figure eights That dream left on a freight I got red round my arms Smoke in my head Driving home to A damn cold bed Spending time checking a clock Since we met Every night I'm stumbling over the same damn step Cause you know damn well I don't stop at ten You got eyes in a bar And I've got a bridge to mend No we don't really talk a lot not like we used to No we don't really ride around now I'm just passing through I ain't out here roping figure eights That dream left on a freight I got red round my arms Smoke in my head Driving home to A damn cold bed Well out there where the oil wells talk With the plains and sunsets you used to walk about Does that name on a tower tell you to turn around Even though We don't really talk a lot not like we used to No we don't really ride around now I'm just passing through I ain't out here roping figure eights That dream left on a freight I got red round my arms Smoke in my head Driving home to A damn cold bed A damn cold bed