Seeking Revelation

I travel the whole land of blistering sun and whirring wind to seek revelation; and I come from the deep south, delivering my freight to the north: making of this lonely life a damnation... I drive past Dallas, the city of cowboys... to chase the fumes of your burning engine; you didn't leave a note or didn't bother to call... your wavy,brown hair blowing and glowing and you laugh in your Chevy convertible; who's that man you are talking to? Am I being trashed by you? I spent long hours driving, hearing my own voice trailing off into silence... even my words have no meaning; there's no strenght and main: to assure me I won't die in vain! I trave the whole land to seek revelation through cities with steel and glass skycrapers and busy habors jammed with sailships; I stop for the night at a nearby hotel to go to sleep...to dream dreams I can't imagine to be real, why haven't I used my intuition? I've been trying to save money to buy the dream-home you dreamed of; but in the hush and rush of this daily living, I've neglected your feminity... but the most important thing you wished for: was to have me beside you and feel complete!