Lyrics

It's half past ten, in the morning
Feels like I haven't slept, in a year
The coffee's gone cold, all the leaves have gone gold
And there ain't much to do around here

There's a rain singing soft, at my window
To the low lonesome sigh of the wind
There's a man on TV, selling nothing I need
And I wish, I was home once again

And if I ever get back to Texas
I'm gonna find us, and old willow tree
I can lay 'neath and play, this old guitar all day
While you sing old love songs to me

I've been stuck here all day, in this hotel
Now the moon's smiling down through the trees
I could look to the sky, for the rain's passed me by
But the stars ain't the comfort I need

'Cause I miss your head, on my pillow
Though I've still got your voice on the line
All these long distance calls, are really no help at all
When I'm this close, to losing my mind

And If I ever get back to Texas
I'm gonna find us, an old willow tree
I can lay 'neath and play, this old guitar all day
While you sing old love songs to me

Yeah if I every get back to Texas
I'm gonna find us, an old willow tree
I can lay 'neath and play, this old guitar all day
While you sing old love songs to me

Yeah I'll just lay 'round and play, this old guitar all day
While you sing old love songs to me