Sixty miles or six hundred. The shadow of the pines Or the sunny station wagon. We're looking at the map And we're laughing and we're going.
I hope some other time I won't care so much about Being understood as I do now. I will leave myself and go away. I would like to follow you away.
Would you let me take care of you? I would like to sing you a song in the morning. Walk you to the car when you're going Where you're going.
And then some other time I wouldn't care so much about Being understood as I do now. I would leave myself and go away. I would like to follow you away.
Walk you to the car when you're going Where you're going.
I wouldn't care so much about Being understood as I do now. I would leave myself and go away. I would like to follow you away.
Seeing you I know what is right And what is true. Oh I see the way I want to be. Oh I see the way I want to be.