You ask me if there's something wrong
I say I'm working on a song
You haven't said a word in miles

I lay my left hand on your thigh

Today I woke and something changed

Can't seem to pinpoint what seems strange
Yesterday it all seemed fine
But love can rotate on a dime


I can't find a reason
I can't find a reason

I can't find a reason to cry
Instead of telling you I'm sad
I lean against the seatbelt strap

You're arguing about the war
I count the pennies on the floor


Chorus
At 60 miles an hour I can't figure out a way
To fix the fallen pieces of this day


Chorus