Texty: Priscilla Renea. Other. Arizona.

I left Arizona with my tear stained cheeks
Your skin on my fingertips
and dust at my feet
(dust at my feet)
Wanting to get away from
whatever hurt so much
Your love [8x]

So why don't I love you anymore;
don't I miss you any longer;
don't I need you anymore
Oh
Why is it that you don't cross my mind
Is it simply I don't love you
Is it that we run out of time

What happened between the seconds,
the minutes,
the ticking hours on a hand
of the clocks that used to count down time
'til I way you again
Those seconds,
the minutes,
the ticking hours that blew by
I want it all back
even if I have to go back
I'll take it all back
even if I have to go back

I still love you in Alabama
I still missed you in Tennessee
Still dreamt of you in Carolina
Tell me, did you think of me?
I was thinkin' of you in Georgia
from the bottom to the top
But I don't know what happened
Somehow I forgot
I crossed that state line
and you weren't on my mind

So why don't I love you anymore;
don't I miss you any longer;
don't I need you anymore
Oh
Why is it that you don't cross my mind
Is it simply I don't love you
Is it that we run out of time

What happened between the seconds,
the minutes,
the ticking hours on a hand
of the clocks that used to count down time
'til I way you again
Those seconds,
the minutes,
the ticking hours that blew by
I want it all back
even if I have to go back
I'll take it all back
even if I have to go back
to Arizona

Alabama
Tennessee
Carolina
Think of me
Georgia [3x]