When you"re gone, it"s a thirst so dire
Water for the heart, to put out the fire
Needle on the record, static in the word
Rhythm for a feeling left to feel absurd
Rocky mountain path, goodbye, goodbye
When you walk away, shoes of glass
Empty in a room, cornered between two highways
Transport after transport, a pillow for where I lie
Night brings a song, canyon in a monochrome
I borrow the chord from the bird that flies home
Rocky mountain path, goodbye, goodbye
When you walk away, shoes of glass
And I still hear you say, goodbye, goodbye
Water for the heart, to put out the fire
Needle on the record, static in the word
Rhythm for a feeling left to feel absurd
Rocky mountain path, goodbye, goodbye
When you walk away, shoes of glass
Empty in a room, cornered between two highways
Transport after transport, a pillow for where I lie
Night brings a song, canyon in a monochrome
I borrow the chord from the bird that flies home
Rocky mountain path, goodbye, goodbye
When you walk away, shoes of glass
And I still hear you say, goodbye, goodbye