Road Trips
Blue-sky highway, twist and turn,
Daisies left, wild flowers right,
Fluffy clouds and butterflies-
Think I'll drive straight through the night.
Watch my sun set fire horizons,
'til our luminous moon
makes it dark no more.
Shine my soul, it sings sweet melodies:
these gas station grooves, the...
Daisies left, wild flowers right,
Fluffy clouds and butterflies-
Think I'll drive straight through the night.
Watch my sun set fire horizons,
'til our luminous moon
makes it dark no more.
Shine my soul, it sings sweet melodies:
these gas station grooves, the...