Texty: Ronna Reeves. Collect From Wichita.

It's rainin' cats and dogs
At a diner outside Wichita
Out of money, our of breath
Somewhere in the great Midwest

It ain't like you'll walk through that door
A thousand miles from Baltimore
But if you did you'd understand
I'm drowning in this promise land

This time I've spent, I've just been driftin'
And I ain't got nothin' left
Yeah, I've been bent and twisted
Into this state of helplessness

My back is up against the wall
Hopin' that you'll take my call
Collect from Wichita

Left Austin road in a cloud of dust
Screaming blind and furious
Splinters in my hands and feet
From pieces of our broken dreams

This time I've spent I've just been driftin'
And I ain't got nothin' left
Yeah, I've been bent and twisted
Into this state of helplessness

My back is up against the wall
Hopin' that you'll take my call
Collect from Wichita

I hear that cold dial tone
I've got my heart on hold
Voice says will you take this call
Collect from Wichita

This time I've spent I've just been driftin'
And I ain't got nothin' left
Yeah, I've been bent and twisted
Into this state of helplessness

My back is up against the wall
Hopin' that you'll take my call
Collect from Wichita