I call to you, I wait for you I drank you drop by drop And I thank you for beating All the trusting out of me You showed me the world is just an empty motel room And I will die in Wyoming in a drugstore parking lot So high I'll believe that I am parked outside your house Two thousand miles away I call to you, I sang for you I lose you drop by drop And I thank you for taking all you ever could from me You showed me the world is just the things you keep to lose And I will die in Wyoming