Hi-Line

Oh well I’m remembering when
We were so young and innocent
Oh, so young and free
The smell of pine on my mind
Running through some drudges
Oh, on the hi-line
Oh it’s all the time
So I want to be home
Without you here
Here in my life
I’m so lost
Without you here
Here in my life
It looks like all night
It’s been so long without you here
Trying to look out of steer
Oh, since you’ve been gone
Smell of pine on my mind
Running through some drudges
Oh, on the hi-line
Oh it’s all the time
So I want to be home
Oh, it’s all the time
So I want to be home