Sunday, December 15, 2013

in transit

I love the bright lights
Sparkling blue against the night
As if I could spend all my years
On this endless road here with you.
Echoes of voices trailing behind
Happiest in your eyes
Even in midnight's blindest side
I know we're safe anyway.
Tomorrow will chase away these lights
Miles away into the sky
But this drive will keep the highest of me
'Cause I grew up a little bit
Here, with you.