Secondhand

The picture don't do it justice If you could see the things I see Don't need to hear about it second hand You'll be there if you dare to come along with me Drove down a road this morning The sun was at my back Curved down to the cold clear water Past a rundown fishing shack Across the bay the Autumn leaves Turn the hills to flame A small bird just fluttered by Singing out your name Maybe we could rent a boat Sail across the sunlit bay You wrapped up in your winter coat Just to keep the wind away Spend the afternoon saying nothing And when the sun goes down I light a fire and drink some wine Slowly drive back into town Going into the city at night Every street has a name Remind me of the places that I've been to It all begins to look the same And underneath the banners and the lights My mind begins to change A humming and a feeling at the center of town Keeps calling out your name I wish that you could tag along Sit beside me at a restaurant Drinking whiskey till 3 in the morning Singing harmony on that karaoke song Going on and on and on