If You Walk Away

A whistle blows on the edge of town.
A lonesome sound.
The tracks run down by the old dirt road.
Nobody knows for whom that whistle blows.
A hound moans like there's no one home.
A lonesome sound.
On the old dirt road the tracks run down,
No one around where the hound dog moans.

If you walk away
Everything changes.
If you walk away.

The west wind cries under the stars at night.
A lonesome sound.
Say goodbye, dry your eyes,
Nobody knows for whom the next wind cries.