Someone loves me over country, over hills and dams
Over fires, over wild horses in the sand
Someone loves me over what he does not understand
I know, I know
Someone loves me over country under many moons
From a street I drove, down to a home I knew
I can picture standing at your door waiting for you
I know, I know
I can wander east, I can fork the road
I can try my best to be far from home
But no matter where, it will find me
In the way the wind moves in the siren call
In the way the room cries to the words of a song
In the holding of hands
And the way the guitar plays this tune
I can hear you
I can hear you
Someone loves me over country, over time and space
Over lovers, over other hands on other waists
Someone loves me over something that will never change
I know, I know
I can wander east, I can fork the road
I can try my best to be far from home
But no matter where, it will find me
Over country
Over country
