I’ve been up and down the coast looking for you
but my gas money is small and still my leads are few.
So I’ll wander into the sunset heading home.
Looks like I have to go back home again, alone.
I’ve been to a thousand truck stops with your face
but I never seem to be there at the right time or place.
I’ve tracked you to Bangor, but you left the night before
and I even read the note you scribbled on the bathroom door.
I called the number, but all I got was your voice mail
and now the smoke in that room has gone stale.
I talked to the maids in NYC the week after you’d split
and somehow all the pieces just don’t seem to fit..
I’ve smelled your scent on a couple subway trains
and seen your footsteps washed away by the on coming rains.
I’ve seen the tire marks you burned into my mind
and now I’m driving home alone, tear-borne blind.

08/30/2003

Author's Note: This was about trying to find someone that you just cant seem to track down no matter how hard you look...

Posted on 08/30/2003
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