Martha Scanlan - The West Was Burning lyrics

Was the year the west was burning, I was on a mountain sleeping I woke up a-dreaming about you I was walking down a road of dust and bones and ash and following a burning set of tracks that led to you I still see the fire in your stare I still think I coulda burned up there Out the window there are fields of wheat in Kansas that roll out forever under ever underneath the sun if I could lie there for a moment I could feel your arms around me I could feel the spinning round the spinning sun Roll on through the wheat and roll on by Touch of green against a deep September turquoise sky (you and I) When all the glory you could somehow shove inside a bottle doesn't seem to fill the empty cup inside your soul and all the winding roads you used to follow never seem to get you halfway where you want to think you need to go Times of trouble, times of grace and ease Mama always said there'd be days like these And if wishin' was a-walkin and a-thinkin was a-talkin I'd be walkin', and a-talkin' back to you And if I could be a river winding down a mountain I would twist and curl and turn and tumble down to you Tell you stories told by mountains and tall trees Tell you maybe this is one of these Was the year the west was burning, I was on a mountain sleeping I woke up a-dreaming about you