2 acessos
Once again roaming those plains of mine
You should not have entered
Control and lose control and rein 'em back in
I howl at the treelines while you see only night
I've built a wyoming distance
A hole on the ridgeline this month
Every fiber all my life
Why am I the light to your moth
Angrily viewing the horizon smoke
Looks like I'll hunt a little (while) longer
I like it when (the) rays peer through the branches
Then tunneling back to the ranch unheard
I've built a wyoming distance
Line them up (it's) you and me
My every fiber all my life
Made the fence you (now) taste