I used to lay my head next to yours every night now I can't remember the color of your eyes what's become of my life. Your hand in hers cuts like a knife. You looked me in the eyes said you weren't with her oh, man how you lie. But the seeing you with her …
a romance with the road
this romance with the road comes with a map that guides my way. but I am still always running late. 'cause even with a map you can find yourself lost from time to time and losing time can take its toll. as the tires are getting worn and the miles stretch out longer each day …
Dixie's Road Trip 