Carolina

One last look at your shining dervish diamonds
Eyes flashing me the sky
And I turned away without a wave
Saying that I'd see you bye and bye
In a bar room in Vallejo
I am sitting listening to a sad old song
About all the miles between us
And all the different ways you've done me wrong

Carolina, you can hear me coming home
Running mountain passes
You know it won't be long
Carolina, if I make it through tonight
I will sing to you the echoes
Of these million country miles

I've always known I'd find you
In the back rooms of the corners of my mind
I've never seen as clearly as a when rain-swept
Alone, and driving blind
And those places that you showed me I returned to
And they since became own
Temples on the roadside
Standing to a time that's come and gone

Carolina, you can hear me coming home
Through the rivers and the deserts
That have drenched me to the bone
Carolina, if I make it through tonight
I will sing to you the echoes
Of these million country miles

I've gone looking on the hilltops, in the forests
For a land you said was mine
And I stumbled in the gutters, walking heavy
On these centuries of crime
And like a burning timber, shining starlight
On a house that will not stand
Your voice comes through the window
Softly talking no more promised land

Carolina, can you hear me coming home
The mountains all around me
Have faded and have gone
Carolina, and if I don't arrive
You can find me in the echoes
Of these million country miles

If I don't arrive
You can find me in the echoes
Of these million country miles