Dusted

Crazy blue eyes,
Take me away to somewhere in the distance.
You walked right up and kissed my hand.
The color of dust and dirt was yours,
And a faint smell of Stetson lingered.

Tall and handsome,
We walked hand in hand across the prairie.
Wrapped up in a blanket we gazed at the stars.
On that cold spring evening,
Breaths fogged up that truck's dusty old windows.

Winds came a blowin’ in,
Silently calling your name.
Thundering sound of horses canter,
A trail of dust,
Without a sound.

You rode away to somewhere in the distance.

And with it you took my heart.