(V1)

Tired rubber scrolling

through a silver summer street
Her body wraps around the strap
that holds it to the seat

Part of her stays, part of her goes
There was something in her voice that let me know


(V2)

As the sun drains down the shades

in a hundred jagged rows
I see what came to be here
blowing angels down the road

I don't know what should and should not be
But I know who she was
cuz she used to be just like me.


(CH1)


In the morning she'll arise
with the sunbeams in her eyes
and she'll call to me

In a moment I'll be there
but I'm never really sure of where
I'm supposed to be


(V3)


At home it's a trade
of loneliness for raging winds
Smokestack throat and money

bends the back and paints the trim
The rain that never stops, it turns to snow
It's frozen all the roads, nowhere to go


(Bridge)


So much time spent in my head.
Someday I'll stay with her instead.


(CH2)

In the morning she'll arise

with the sunbeams in her eyes
and she'll call to me
In a moment I'll be there

cuz I need her like I need the air
I'm breathing.



© Noah Heyman, Far Around Music (BMI)