lonely road.

sometimes i think that this might be
the loneliest road that i have ever seen
as i drive right through these one-light towns
with no one in the passenger seat
these painted signs that advertise
keep poking out from behind dead trees
but they never offer me anything I need
they're for truck drivers and families
and I'd roll the window down
but I don't want to feel any colder than I already do
for every hour that passes by
I'm another eighty miles away from you

and when it feels like we're just getting started
on this new life, we've already departed
and I find myself back on the road

sometimes I wish that time and distance
were as uncountable as stars
and love was something we could know
like our favorite books or our favorite cars
I look out from the inside of
this machine that's filled with parts that I don't know
and I see a river running along this road
and nature's been telling it which way to go
and I realize that nature has
been trying hard to guide me too
but for every hour i'm fighting her
I'm another eighty miles away from you

and when it feels like I'm alone on this highway
visions of you come falling from the sky, they
just remind me that I'm back on the road

and everyday our eyes get smarter
and everyday the truth gets harder
and everyday our love grows deeper
but everyday these hills get steeper
and everyday i wake up crying
and everyday is closer to dying
and everyday my voice gets louder
but everyday i feel more a coward
and everyday feels like a test
where i'll cram all night and get no rest
but it doesn't matter if I'll never pass
the questions always come too fast

and when it feels like the sun is done setting
and the night feels like it's fresh for forgetting
all i want to be is back in your arms

sometimes i think that this might be
the loneliest road that i have ever seen