Instrumental
Crossed over
Another state county line
There are more to pa**
Than the ones we have left behind
Every city
Starts to look just like the same
Every street is only known by its little name
If I were hidden in the trees
Would you come looking there for me?
If all these mountains folded over
Would you come down digging deep?
If I were hidden in the trees
Would you come looking there for me?
If all these mountains folded over
Would you come down digging deep?
Do you know just how far it feels now
When we are traveling these foreign fields?
My legs shake
Bumpy lines on figure eights
My will breaks
One more just to think of you
If I were hidden in the trees
If all these mountains folded over
If I were hidden in the trees
(Would you come looking there for me?)
If all these mountains folded over
(Would you come down digging deep?)
If I were hidden in the trees
(Would you come looking there for me?)
If all these mountains folded over
(Would you come down digging deep?)
If I were hidden in the trees
Would you come looking there for me?
If all these mountains folded over
Would you come down digging deep?
If I were hidden in the trees
Would you come looking there for me?
If all these mountains folded over
Would you come down digging deep?