224 to Saskatoon
I might love you more than he loved you
A fine day to be marooned
In a Canadian desert running out of youth I know you'll soon be well
But those days between might feel like hell
I know you've planned it out in your head
I just wish that you chose me instead 175 to Seattle
So much rain today the van needs a paddle
A fine day to head into battle
With tired hearts and bodies and minds in the saddle Now it's coming around again
The doubts crawl through my head
bu*terflies in the stomach ten times too big for me to deal with
Fortunately free
An open road from city to country
I just hope I make it home to you
To you...