There's a hole in this old cowboy, he's a million miles away
From the friends that he's known and lost along the way
He sits at his piano and fumbles at a tune
That brings them all to life in the corners of the room

There's a dream in this old cowgirl that's lived so many years
The source of her strength, the freedom from her fears
She picks a lonely guitar in the corner of the room
And sings aloud to no one the sketches of a tune

There's song they sing in heaven - a simple sweet refrain
A chord they play together that doesn't have a name
A melody that's found riding on the wind
It greets you like a stranger and leaves you as a friend

When there's nothing left for leaving and the golden sun has set
Say goodnight to the day and lay your head to rest
Deep within your dreams a silver light will shine
The earth will open up and pull you deep inside

There's a song they sing in heaven - a simple sweet refrain
A chord they play together that doesn't have a name
A melody that's found riding on the wind
It greets you like a stranger and leaves you as a friend