Well, there's no stronger wind than the one that blows down a lonesome railroad line.

No prettier sight than looking back on a town you left behind.

But there's nothing that's as real as the love that's in my mind.

Close your eyes, I'll be here in the morning.

Close your eyes, I'll be here for a while.

Well, there's lots of things along the road I'd surely like to see.

I'd like to lean into the wind and tell myself I'm free.

But your softest whisper's louder than the highways called to me.

Close your eyes, I'll be here in the morning.

Close your eyes, I'll be here for a while.

All the mountains and the rivers and the valleys can't compare.

With your blue -lid dancing, flashing eyes, your yellow shining hair.

I could never hit the open road and leave you lying there.

Close your eyes, I'll be here in the morning.

Close your eyes, I'll be here for a while.

Now lay your head back, easy love, close your crying eyes.

I'll be laying here beside you when the sun comes on the rise.

I'll stay as long as the cuckoo wails and the lonesome blue jay flies.

Close your eyes, I'll be here in the morning.

Close your eyes, I'll be here for a while.

Close your eyes, I'll be here in the morning.

Close your eyes, I'll be here for a while.