Along For The Ride

I drove past Suttle Lake today. That's where you and I agreed. Spit on a rock and split for coffee. Along that same highway, we flipped over. My hopes tipped over. And I almost broke you. Let's go winding through the hills. Past the brokenness and the spills. Find that place on the horizon where we can be alone. On 23rd, I made you mine, then on 24th, I rejected you. Almost broke our one into two. Something bad and wrong in me kept me far from near you. But I won't look in the rearview if you won't. Let's go winding through the hills. Past the brokenness and spills. Find that place on the horizon where we can be alone. I drove the coast byways today. It's always dark there, even in the sun. But I did what needed to be done. Kept my eyes on the road straight through. I hate my job. It's a waste of time. I wish you were along for the ride. Let's go winding throught the hills. Past the brokenness and spills. Find that place on the horizon where we can be alone. Lets go winding through the hilss past the brokenness and spills. Find that place on the horizon where we can be alone.