2 a.m. Mountain Standard Time
Early this morning you left a message on my phone
You said you hated to leave me all alone
But the days are shorter the pastures are turning brown
And you need the time to turn your life around
Now I start the search for my winter rhyme
2 a.m. mountain standard time
My heart feels as empty as the pockets in my jeans
Walking in November rains without my gabardine
A haunted sleep does not provide me any rest
My pillow captures the tears remaining unimpressed
The dark closes inand the walls I start to climb
2 a.m. mountain standard time
It’s two a.m. and I still don’t know where turn
So many things now I must relearn
Your face in the darkness wanders through my mind
2 a.m. mountain standard time
I am just a stranger to the strangers that I see
The bottom of my hourglass is as full as it can be
My thoughts fall from the night and land without a sound
My life once on the rise now trending down
The bells in the distance ready their morning chime
2 a.m. mountain standard time
