Testo: Julie Moffitt. Let Him Be.
So I'm drive up the freeway,
finally on the road and on my way.
I'm going 90, 95
and as the city lights fade, I start to feel more alive
and he's sleeping sound in the passenger seat
so I ride the center line, avoid the bumps
and I let him be.
This woman on the radio is singing about her long lost love
and how she makes it on her own.
My mind begins to wonder
I wonder if I'll ever find a place that I can call home
and I want to talk about the future now
but he's sleeping sound
so I ride the line and I let him be
and I don't know where this long road ends
can't remember when we crossed that line between lovers and friends
I need some consolation
just give me a conversation
tell me that we took the right turn
the sun is going down over sleepy country towns
and he stirs and looks around
and I start to say something but it comes out as nothing
and he just smiles and goes back down
and the world outside begins to blur
all these things left unsaid make my stomach churn
and I wonder if I'll ever have the nerve
but I ride the line, and I let him be
finally on the road and on my way.
I'm going 90, 95
and as the city lights fade, I start to feel more alive
and he's sleeping sound in the passenger seat
so I ride the center line, avoid the bumps
and I let him be.
This woman on the radio is singing about her long lost love
and how she makes it on her own.
My mind begins to wonder
I wonder if I'll ever find a place that I can call home
and I want to talk about the future now
but he's sleeping sound
so I ride the line and I let him be
and I don't know where this long road ends
can't remember when we crossed that line between lovers and friends
I need some consolation
just give me a conversation
tell me that we took the right turn
the sun is going down over sleepy country towns
and he stirs and looks around
and I start to say something but it comes out as nothing
and he just smiles and goes back down
and the world outside begins to blur
all these things left unsaid make my stomach churn
and I wonder if I'll ever have the nerve
but I ride the line, and I let him be
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