The Highway Kind

My days, they are the highway kind
They only come to leave
But the leavin' I don’t mind
It’s the comin' that I crave
Pour the sun upon the ground
And stand to throw a shadow
Watch it grow into a night
And fill the spinnin' sky
Time among the pine trees
It felt like breath of air
Usually I just walk these streets
And tell myself to care
Sometimes I believe me
Sometimes I don’t hear
Sometimes the shape I’m in
Won’t let me go
I don’t know too much for true
My heart knows how to pound
My legs know how to love someone
My voice knows how to sound
And shame that it’s not enough
Shame that it is a shame
Follow that circle down
Where would you be
You’re the only one I want now
And I never heard your name
Let’s hope we meet some day
If we don’t it’s all the same
I’ll meet the ones between us
I’ll be thinking about you
And all the places I have been
And why you where not there