Rolling down the road Going no where Guitar packed in the trunk Somewhere round mile marker 112 Papa started hummin the funk I gotta jones in my bones
I think I feel like sleeping in I wont wake up till Friday night yeah yeah yeah the moment the weekend begins I'm packing up my ride and I'm leaving
You know the summer time is gone now All the leaves are on the ground Everything is turning Stuck in a rut Rain coming down now Another year is
My life was black and white until you came around so baby come around keep on comin' around I didn't know wrong from right until you came around so baby
Stoplights turning the skyline My mind turns to you 200 miles behind Off to this roadside dive Wonderin' how this cup of coffee's Gonna see me through
Verse One: Your skin is like the moonlight Dancing into midnight Your touch is sweet as candy Your kisses they taste so fine, so fine And I want to love
I could bless the water But it wouldn't turn to wine Paint a picture of the sunset Hanging there in your eyes But it'd just be some compromise I could
Dance for me sweetheart while I strum my guitar, You sure look pretty tonight, I've just come off the road and I could use the company, That would suit
I gotta little thing comonna kaya Cool sheets, real fine, lay me down in the hot july I wish I may, I wish I might be next to you every night No phone
I wish you freedom I wish you peace I wish you nights of stars That beckon you to sleep I wish you heartache That leaves you more of a man I wish I
There's a soft sweet space on the back of your neck Smells like rain There's a way you look at me baby Heals my pain I've studied every inch of your
Rolling down the road Going no where, guitar packed in the trunk Somewhere around mile marker 112 Papa started humming the funk I gotta Jones in my bones
How many times have I come to you? How many times have you taken me in? How have you never quite realized That this will be nothing more than what it'
Stoplights turn into skylines and my mind turns to you Two hundred miles behind, off to this roadside dive Wondering how this cup of coffee's gonna see
My life was black and white until you came around So baby come around keep on comin' around I didn't know wrong from right till you came around So baby
I think I feel like sleepin' in I won't wake up 'til Friday night, yeah, yeah, yeah The moment the weekend begins I'm packing up my ride and I'm leaving
I gotta little thing comonna kaya Cool sheets, real fine, lay me down in the hot July I wish I may, I wish I might be next to you every night No phone
