morning rain

the morning rain
finds me still in bed,
thinking of you.

i want to call
in my best sleepy, throaty voice,
just to hear you say
you’re thinking of me too.

forget the miles
and all those days between us.
you say you don’t feel the distance,
but my aching arms sure do.

it’s early still
on this rainy Texas morning,
but i’m getting in my car
and making my way to you.

400 miles out and the radio on
I’ve forgotten where I’ve been
only that I’m gone.

from one Texas town to another,
past city limits and county lines,
miles of concrete and barbed wire,
and fields of wildflowers
stretching out beneath the sky.

each town a little farther
from the life i left behind,
each mile a little closer
to the one thing on my mind.

and somewhere past the morning rain,
beyond the highway and the blue,
there’s nothing left between us
but the miles that lead to you.

as it brings me one more town closer to you.