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For My Mind, It Was Flying
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I can't tell anymore, but I'm straining.
There's a voice on the breeze and it's pleading.
Her name's caught on my lips
but I have to admit
there's no room in my heart for this feeling.
I can tell this old road's been good for my soul.
Even though I feel pangs for letting her go.
She thought I should stay
I said, "It's better this way."
At least that's what I thought when I left her.
I know that she gave it all to me.
And everyone wondered where my mind could be.
But I didn't have words
or the time to explain,
for my mind it was flying, toward the great plains.
So I look to the stars in the sky.
And the trees floating past on this westbound freight line.
I know that I'm selfish
and there's just me to blame,
but I'll make it up to her when I come back some day.
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Lyrics Credits: Christian Williams
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Music Credits: Christian Williams
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Producer Credits: Christian Williams
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Label Credits: Lonely Ghost
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Short Song Description:
A song from Woody Guthrie's perspective
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Song Length: 2:56
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Primary Genre: Folk-Country
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Secondary Genre: -
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