The world's outside a window frame,
there's rain on the cars below
People outside look like they're in pain,
but they're laughing hard at stories
but I have one that I hold on to
It's sad, but I never seem to ever want to let it go,
A young woman one year younger than
The old boy loving her blind
Two cars parked by a highway side
A big old world zippin' by
I see you now on the other
He drives away with rhymes to remember
ride it down along the way
A young poet with a bleeding heart
Thinkin' more about the metaphor
And a woman driving away,
Two cars diverged on the yellow road
One for a home, one for the stars
Looked a little as he goes,
standing on his tippy toes
Trying to see himself too far away, gone
Two cars diverged from a yellow road
and that boy lost someone
Long promises and short love letters
Sweet smelling sounds over the phone
Said I sure love you baby,
I sure love to see you sooner
Sooner would I cry than mess
Sooner would I die than ruin yours
All that's lost is new again
Maybe if this road stretches on
I could come and see you again
The world's outside the window frame,
it's the same road through every town.
a little love, a lyrical.
see a lonely boy sing a song
Mental photographs and old love letters
And only one love was losing
But I won't use it anymore
All that's lost is new again
Maybe if this road stretches on
The only round in the world
I can come and see you again
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