I want a pair of cowboy boots

You know the thing when you have the same dream

Seven hundred thirty night sin and law

And when you think your dream is tryin' to tell you something

And you say time you something I don't already knowJust pour me a drink so I can refuse

To raise my glass to these sad and worn out midnight shoes

In my next dream I want a pair of cowboy boots

The kind that walks the straight out stand out most loose

Anywhere but back to youHere we are down the same old streets

Here we are when nothing to say

Your little hand turned out make it into hers

But she puts it in the pocket and looks awayI keep my eys on the sidewalk

Something flippable like I die

I wanna know how you forgive someone

Someone you forgive and so many times