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I've been known to buy an afternoon banana in a truckstop |
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Toss the peel in the trash as I make my way across the parking lot |
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You call me up sometimes |
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You kick in with the subtle of potassium |
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I want see you tonight |
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But I'm just too far from home |
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I've been known to buy keychains with your name in the morning in a gift shop |
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I buy the ones with the state's license plates and it gives me a lift up |
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You cross my mind so much |
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I hear your voice in the pumping of gas |
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I want see you tonight |
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But I'm just too far from home |
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I've been baptized by the wind |
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As the sun set over Gila Bend |
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And I've stood alone in the parking lot of possibilities |
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I've been angry and sad |
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I spent way too much time feelin stupid and mad |
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Tonight I just want to come back to our apartment in the city |
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I've been known to drunk dial you from a motel bathroom with the shower on |
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I let the steam set the scene as my cell begins to power on |
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You say you miss me so much |
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You say my voice turns you on through the phone |
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You're on my side of the bed |
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But you're out there all alone |
