Casey, Illinois - Bill Morrissey

Feels like this motel might explode

I just can’t sleep well on the road

The snow, it piles outside my door

And I just can’t call you late at night anymore

I set off young to make my name

Now I’m not young in a young man’s game

Could’ve had some wins if I’d kept score

And I just can’t call you late at night anymore

Through the years each mile just added to the distance

Between us two

And somewhere on some road I crossed that line, I moved too far

And now there’s nothing I can do

The river forks and the highway bends

The stories fade but they never end

I speak your name and I walk the floor

I just can’t call you late at night anymore

We all do things we don’t believe

Yes, it was me who chose to leave

Still don’t know why or know what for

I just can’t call you late at night anymore

After midnight I have found

The hours slow and the clocks break down

Nothing moves like it did before

And I just can’t call you late at night anymore