Lyrics

Lack of lovers at an early age Seemed to fill me up with rage With jealousy and envy, babe I seem to hate you for the love you made A crumpled bumper, some scattered drugs 12 French kisses and a shotgun slug Lookin' back it's been hard to judge If my innocence was not a little too much Steppin' off the Salt Lake bus I bumped in to the dream of us But she was such a frenzied fuss I only followed her home out of pity & lust But the air was blue & the sky was clean Out where the western streams did seem To shine like it was all a dream Unlike New York where I have been I look away I look away She said she come from by the lake And her eyes were blue and her thoughts had weight Right there she coulda set me straight And said I come along just a little too late But the drinks they came and the drinks they went She rode with me where the road was bent By the inn of 8's the night we spent Talkin' away inside an iron tent Now by the time the sky went gun bolt blue I believed I was in love with you But it was still much more than I could do To look at you Look at you (well look at ya) I look away I look away Lack of lovers at an early age Seemed to fill me up with rage With jealousy and envy babe I seemed to hate you for the love you made Now till I kissed you in the Wasatch dawn Till I held your little hand I was a tumble weed, a cowboy song I was movin' on, movin' on Now here we are and lookin' back Movin', standin' still in fact A thousand more miles down the tracks We put the western sunset at our backs And it's still you my salty saint It's you who's everything I ain't You give me balance when I'm feelin' faint I write your name on my heart in forever paint