Can't see this winter road For the fog and snow Slippin through [?] Headed east on seventeen
Timber stacks a few miles back All laid out like rocket ships
So many words I should have said Spent all night tryin to forget the one i did This road is a thorn river of regret Wind howls like a ghost inside my head Was so wrong, now there's no retunin'
Two hundred miles, till sunrise Two hundred miles of this ice and snow Myyyyyyy, paint the dawn in Mattawa I'll greet the dawn in Mattawa
Sadness in the morning, comes with the break of day sponsored links(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({});For the dawn is a thief, that steals your dreams away Was so wrong now there's no returnin'
Two hundred miles till sunrise Two hundred miles of this ice and snow Myyyyyyy paint the dawn in Mattawa I'll greet the dawn in Mattawa