Compositor: Tyler childers
They got my favorite lotion here
Something in a hotel I admire
I got the pictures that you sent me
How they fill me with desire
Tonight we've all got our own rooms
I'm about to burn mine down
Because I miss you somethin' fierce
In this quaint New England town
I read the texts you whispered plain
Everything you aim to do
Sure do like the way you think
That's the way I'm thinking too
I see it play out in my mind
You and I unite as one
The van don't leave till 10 A. M
And we've only just begun
This one here goes out to you
Lord wherever you may be
When you're reaching for a fruit
I pray you'll fondly think of me
It gets so hard out on the road
But I'm going alone because I'm your man
I have got you on my mind
And my ever loving hand
For a moment you were here
Moment passed and you were gone
Didn't even clean the mess
That you clearly helped to cause
When the boys asked how I slept
I'll just look 'em in the eye
Tell them all you'd come to visit
I didn't get a wink of sleep last night
This one here goes out to you
Lord wherever you may be
When you're reaching for a fruit
I pray you'll fondly think of me
It gets so hard out on the road
But I'm going alone because I'm your man
I have got you on my mind
And my ever loving hand
It gets so hard out on the road
But I'm going alone because I'm your man
I have got you on my mind
And my ever loving hand