Suppose I called you up tonight. And told you that I love you. And suppose I said I want to come back home. And suppose I cried and said I think. I finally learned my lesson. And I'm tired of spending
Cold gray buildings where a hill should be. Steel and concrete closin' in on me. City faces haunt the places I roam alone Cowboy, cowboy, can't run, can't hide. Too late to fight now, too tired to