Highway Miles-Bootstraps
Down highway miles your sleepin
In our middle seat
With my heart as full as an ashtray at a slot machine
Oh california, god your cold sometimes like you and your,
Like you and your vivid eyes on mine,
On mine down highway miles
On mine down highway miles
Where the twilight,
Turns on everything well my heart's as pure as war,
Has a clear enemy
Oh new york your stray dogs run wild
Like you and your, like you and your vivid eyes,
On mine, on mine
On mine, on mine
On mine, on mine
