Well we can’t have a garden while we’re still on the road / There’s only room on the dash for a gas station rose / You know that when I shut up I got something to say / I was looking at you, you were looking away (Sean Rowe)

But babe I’ll be back when the sun starts to seep through the leaves / When I can sing you a song as you sing along on these magic Berlin streets / With our night riding / Midnight gliding / Morning dancing / Pavement prancing / You know oh you know / You know I’ll […]

Words mean more at night like a song / And did you ever notice the way light means more than it did all day long? / Words mean more at night light means more / Like your hair and your face and your smile and our bed and the dress that you wore (Gregory Alan […]