Farmland and freshly mown grass carries you through my window, I can hardly see the road, And I still taste you from time to time in the water, You’re every color in this sleeping town,
You’re every color in my sleepless body
And I can’t forget the curve in your lips when you said you’d be leaving Cause there’s a big flat world out there and I only Stick to the same few roads when I’m driving around at night
And nostalgia grows like vines throughout my veins
I am so defeated, But you won’t catch me down and out. Your hair was pulled back (cut short) When state lines defined what is infidelity