AMERICA

West American moon

Hanging low in the afternoon

I think I know the truth

But I don't think I should tell you

This drive is gonna be a pretty long ride

Open sky, lit bright

And I'm driving by myself tonight

The moonlit road

Opens up in a restless remembrance

Makes you feel like you lost it back a distance there, don't it?

I get so caught up in the motions

I just lose track of everything

So I make my way

Early light of another day

I'm just here to get paid

Could ya help me out

Can you tell me what this is all about?

I don't know what it is but I'll keep searching till I find it

America

America

America

America

They always said

That you could make a life of it

I know when you lean in

You're really leaning in

And when you commit

You put your heart in it

But I had no confidence

And if the feeling sticks

That's really what it is

America

America

America