People get restless, people get reckless
You hit me so hard you left me breathless
I need some time to catch my breath
Am I outta line, the answer's yes

It's time to travel on, saddle up and leave this town
As I ride into the sunset I turn around to blow you a kiss

Since last December, return to sender
And it hasn't found its way back
I folded the letter so I could mail her
Now I'm waiting for the attack

Don't follow me I allow me to take this absence from you
I'm not quite sure if it's the thing that I should do but I'll do it anyway
I got these bills to pay

And when you turn around to see, I said I'll never show ya
I'm headin' farther out in the west--farther than California
Skip down bottom of the note it reads was nice to know ya
Search me out with your own eyes to see that I had flown ya

It's time to travel on, saddle up and leave this town
As I ride into the sunset I turn around to blow you a kiss
It's time to travel on, saddle up and leave this town
As I ride into the sunset I turn around to blow you a kiss