Tarmac

Just give me a call

And I'll pack up and leave

I'll jump ships whenever you need

I ain't never seen a mountain

Florida ain't got much

I ain't never seen an angel

I ain't seen enough

Let's pray for my tires

So they don't spread like wings

I'll ride that tarmac all the way east

And if I break down on the way I'll walk until we meet

I'm just searching for a life

That I can get used to

Hopped on to I-10

I'm not sure what to do

Think I saw some dogs running in a field

Or they could've been horses

I'm not sure what to feel

Let's pray for my tires

So they don't spread like wings

I'll ride that tarmac all the way east

And if I break down on the way I'll walk until we meet

And if I break down I'll walk until the asphalt stains my feet

I've got a thing for the blacktop

I hope you've got a thing for me

And if I break down