The West Was Burning Lyrics - West Was Burning - Martha Scanlan

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