Two Hundred More Miles Songtext / Lyric

Michael Timmins



Atlanta's a distant memory

Montgomery a recent blur

and Tulsa burns on the desert floor

like a signal fire



I got Willie on the radio

a dozen things on my mind

and number one is fleshing out

these dreams of mine



I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt and light

before I sleep

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms

to fall into tonight



In Nashville there is a lighter

in a case for all to see

it speaks of dreams and heartaches

left unsung






And in the corner stands a guitar and

lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand

I'm travelling paths travelled hard before

and I'm beginning to understand



That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt and light

before I sleep

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms

to fall into tonight



They say that I am crazy

my life wasting on this road

that time will find my dreams

scattered dead and cold



But I heard there is a light

drawing me to reach an end

and when I reach there, I'll turn back

and you and I can begin again



I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt and light

before I sleep

But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms

to fall into tonight



I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt and light

before I sleep

But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows

for one hour of this night



Atlanta's a distant memory

Montgomery a recent blur

Tulsa burns on the desert floor

like a signal fire.