Today we took a walk up the street,. We picked a flower and climbed a hill above the lake. Secret thoughts, u said aloud,. We watched the faces in the clouds.
Well, all night long way black top highway midnight hittin' a groove. Mustang radio, rag top jukebox, Hound Dog don't be cruel. Roadside rest stop, all night truck stop side show out of a van.
Today we took a walk up the street. Picked a flower, climbed the hill. Above the lake. And secret thoughts were said aloud. We watched the faces in the clouds.