Western World

Your world is open plains,
And the sound of horses hooves,
Its campfires throwin’ embers,
And raining on tin roofs.
Your world is silver moon beams,
Beneath the starry sky,
And all I want to do,
Is be with you tonight.

I want to feel your world around me,
And breathe in every sight,
And lie with you,
Beneath the summer sky.
I want to feel your world surround me,
If it is the only thing I do.
I want to break into
Your Western world.

Your world is distant thunder,
And wildflowers after rain,
It’s desolate and beautiful,
It’s laughter and pain.
But your world is keeping distance,
Should someone break your heart,
And all I want to do,
Is take you in my arms.

I want to feel your world around me,
And breathe in every sight,
And lie with you,
Beneath the summer sky.
I want to feel your world surround me,
If it is the only thing I do.
I want to break into
Your Western world…
(Lee Kernaghan, The New Bush, 2005).

I really like the words of this song. I think it is really romantic, beautiful and poetical. Maybe I am in a romantic mood at the moment (although I can’t see why I would be). Or I can just imagine or remember all these things and it brings back good memories. Growing up on a farm is the best thing, I wouldn’t want it any different.