The West
One day it's windows down
Showing me your little town
The leaves are changing colors
And you've got me wrapped around your finger
'Cause I've seen your figure in my dreams
I can't lie through all the time
I miss your company
Now it's two steps behind
And I'm too far below
I look up and see the sky
I've never felt more alone
It's the dead of winter
And I don't feel the best
But I still think of you
And our time in the West
I've tried my tried and true
Hung up the smoke and booze
Hit the pitch, laced up my boots
But no getting over you
No getting over
No getting over you
Over you
I spend my days contemplating wasting time
I think about my mama
And how she's missing most my life
It's the dead of winter
And I don't feel the best
But I still think of you
And I dream 'bout heading West
I've tried my tried and true
Hung up the smoke and booze
Hit the pitch laced up my boots
But no getting over you
Over you
Over you
No getting over you
It's the dead of winter
But I know that soon will change
Maybe I'll hop on a plane
So I can see your face again
The cold of winter really put me to the test
But I still think of you
And I thank God for the West
Showing me your little town
The leaves are changing colors
And you've got me wrapped around your finger
'Cause I've seen your figure in my dreams
I can't lie through all the time
I miss your company
Now it's two steps behind
And I'm too far below
I look up and see the sky
I've never felt more alone
It's the dead of winter
And I don't feel the best
But I still think of you
And our time in the West
I've tried my tried and true
Hung up the smoke and booze
Hit the pitch, laced up my boots
But no getting over you
No getting over
No getting over you
Over you
I spend my days contemplating wasting time
I think about my mama
And how she's missing most my life
It's the dead of winter
And I don't feel the best
But I still think of you
And I dream 'bout heading West
I've tried my tried and true
Hung up the smoke and booze
Hit the pitch laced up my boots
But no getting over you
Over you
Over you
No getting over you
It's the dead of winter
But I know that soon will change
Maybe I'll hop on a plane
So I can see your face again
The cold of winter really put me to the test
But I still think of you
And I thank God for the West
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Writer(s): Aniya Smith
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