A Cowgirl's Tale

Her wheels stopped at a dusty old town, finally’d found a place to settle down
Sat back at evening’s pale light, as her troubles softened in the cool and tender night

She was bathed in that soft moonlight

He’d lost it all, his child and his wife, long time running now he wanted back his life
Headed west, snow peaks in sight, as his burdens lifted into the clear blue night

He was bathed in that soft moonlight

I got a river of change running through my head
Ten tons of trouble I just can’t forget
And all this time wearing down, looking round for something better, could this be it?

Their paths crossed, but they would not dare, too much to lose, nothing left to spare
But wonder beckoned one hushed and rainy night as fear surrendered at dawn’s breaking light

They were bathed in the soft moonlight    

I got a river of change running through my head
Ten tons of trouble I just can’t forget
And all this time wearing down, looking round for something better, could this be it?

Could this be it? How will I know if I should open up, or let it go..
How will I know, how will I know, how will I know..

Under the shade of the mountain pine, two stories born of the same design
Then together they set the past to rest, laid their heads back with the ease of lover’s blessed

They were bathed in the soft moonlight

I got the rivers of change running through my head
Ten tons of trouble I just can’t forget
And all this time wearing down, looking round for something better, could this be it?

They were bathed in that soft moonlight