Empty Handed - Robben Ford

Empty handed

Grabbing at the air

Finding nothing there

But my desperation

Carolina missing

Say West Virginia bound

I never heard the sound

Of her frustration

Pictures framed in an earthquake

Fall to the ground

When I meet the sunrise

I’ll wear it on my shoulder

And nothing will keep me from you

This horse is branded

Breaks for parts unknown

Makes his way alone

Taking chances

Carolina gone

With no plans of returning

This memory will be burning

As she once more dances

There’s no starlight on this dark night

And it’s cold on the ground

When I meet the sunrise

I’ll wear it on my shoulder

And nothing will keep me from you

When I meet the sunrise

I’ll wear it on my shoulder

And nothing will keep me from you