Well the southbound on the parkway Driving through the dead of night Rethinking every choice I've made Times I've hit just left of right
I wonder why I can't feel nothing I wonder if I've gone insane I wonder if she really loves me As bad as that hurts me to say
Darlin', I don't know where we'll be going Ain't met much of myself worth showing To you I'd render my last tender If tattered hearts could meet their mender
[Chorus] What do you say we just hit the road I'll turn miles while you sleep Shooting stars in my back seat What if we never come home Ain't nothing here but living hell Reckon that we might as well Leave Leave
They're paying pipers but not pickers And only if you'll kiss the hand I ain't made to play on the radio I won't bow before no man
Well the sleep it comes in waves More like ripples I would say Or the bags under my eyes Every day a darker shade
Days go faster Time is flying Left behind And she's left crying Who knows how our story ends But at least a story we'll have my friends
[Chorus] What do you say we just hit the road I'll turn miles while you sleep Shooting stars in my back seat What if we never come home Ain't nothing here but living hell Reckon that we might as well Leave LeaveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
