The West Lyrics

One day it's windows down

Showing me your little town

The leaves are changing colors

And you've got me wrapped around your finger

'Cause I've seen your figure in my dreams

I can't lie through all the time

I miss your company

Now it's two steps behind

And I'm too far below

I look up and see the sky

I've never felt more alone

It's the dead of winter

And I don't feel the best

But I still think of you

And our time in the West

I've tried my tried and true

Hung up the smoke and booze

Hit the pitch, laced up my boots

But no getting over you

No getting over

No getting over you

Over you

I spend my days contemplating wasting time

I think about my mama

And how she's missing most my life

It's the dead of winter

And I don't feel the best

But I still think of you

And I dream 'bout heading West

I've tried my tried and true

Hung up the smoke and booze

Hit the pitch laced up my boots

But no getting over you

Over you

Over you

No getting over you

It's the dead of winter

But I know that soon will change

Maybe I'll hop on a plane

So I can see your face again

The cold of winter really put me to the test

But I still think of you

And I thank God for the West