Two Feet Lyrics

A thousand little white lines, a million drops of rain
I mash the pedal to the floor across the fruited plain
I searched the desert's red skies, still no sign of you
The canyon's full of emptiness like all that we've been through

Tomorrow I'll run out of road and reach the endless sea
Careless words that we let fly have wounded you and me

Somewhere I'll have to stop and get myself a room
Two feet from the telephone, a million miles from you

Passing trucks rolling on, hear those tires whine
I watch a storm begin to grow across the great divide
We'd come this way together–I remember how it snowed
We found a place to wait it out, and didn't want to go

Tomorrow night I'll make it home, try it all again
Gather all the scattered parts, see what I can mend
Maybe I'll close my eyes before the night is through
Two feet from the telephone, a million miles from you

Tomorrow night I'll make it home, try it all again
Gather all the scattered parts, see what I can mend
Maybe I'll close my eyes before the night is through
Two feet from the telephone, a million miles from you