Georgia

Highway travelin'
Car pointed to west
And the sky above us is pale blue
and Godless

Morning in Dallas, Texas
on a road that is blank and wide
Sometimes I just get so far away from Georgia
That I do not know the man behind my eyes

And all I want is a taste of her affection
And all I want is a minute of her time
and I want her to feel the same when I'm calling out her name
Like nothings ever changed when I come home

Empty picture frames and confusing stares
Space between her and me has been an ocean
I guess a continent could stop us just as well

And all I want is a taste of her affection
And all I want is a minute of her time
And I want her to feel the same when I'm calling out her name
Like nothings ever changed when I come home