Empty Highway
Hands on the wheel, thousand miles of highway ahead of me
And only memories at my back..
There's something in the air tonight, it's cold but homely,
With windows rolled down,
Something Mclachlan on the stereo, but I can't hear a sound
But the whisper in my ear
Mouthing the words, the girl sitting next to me, eyes wide shut,
Hair blowing across her face..
There's only ever one emotion when I see her, in that way,
With the whispers of a song I can't hear; but in the back of my mind..
But it doesn't matter to the asphalt ahead of me..
The wind cries of the good ol' days, when there were no roads to follow
And no songs to watch a girl sing softly,
With only dirt and the prairie grasses beneath my feet
And a suitcase full of dreams..
Somewhere away to the west, the clouds hang low and weep
But ahead of me is nothing, but the wind
And a girl to sing quietly, the words to a song I can't hear
It's nothing less than beautiful..
As she smiles, eyes closed
And hair across her face..
Empty Highway
6.24.05, 02:56.xx
~Yue
And only memories at my back..
There's something in the air tonight, it's cold but homely,
With windows rolled down,
Something Mclachlan on the stereo, but I can't hear a sound
But the whisper in my ear
Mouthing the words, the girl sitting next to me, eyes wide shut,
Hair blowing across her face..
There's only ever one emotion when I see her, in that way,
With the whispers of a song I can't hear; but in the back of my mind..
But it doesn't matter to the asphalt ahead of me..
The wind cries of the good ol' days, when there were no roads to follow
And no songs to watch a girl sing softly,
With only dirt and the prairie grasses beneath my feet
And a suitcase full of dreams..
Somewhere away to the west, the clouds hang low and weep
But ahead of me is nothing, but the wind
And a girl to sing quietly, the words to a song I can't hear
It's nothing less than beautiful..
As she smiles, eyes closed
And hair across her face..
Empty Highway
6.24.05, 02:56.xx
~Yue