Getting High In Hotel Rooms

Getting high in hotel rooms

Staring at the swimming pool

Dirty glass, a mountain view

Two-thousand miles away from you

Two- thousand miles and still I try

I'm headed for a fresh goodbye

I'm trying

Lord knows I keep on driving

Sometimes I'm tired of fighting

When the fight ain't fair

Nothings promised

So I went right out and got it

I can tell you all about it

When I get there

I travel far, I travel light

And I can sing the blues all night

I smoke too much sometimes I try

Try to keep the dream alive

But I am only human too

Singing to an empty room