The Passenger Side (Live)

Leaving Las Vegas tomorrow at first morning light

Wishing we could delay

I should stay one more night

But Hollywood’s calling me home baby follow the lights

I’ll try to find peace through the view from the passenger side

Well they make it look easy

They told me that I’d get it right

But the lows hit me deeply

I’m tired I’m tired of trying

I can’t see the clock

But I feel like I’m running out of time

Find me a place in the sunshine

Take the wheel and drive

Point out the way to the good life

Wake me when we arrive

I cradle this dream that is fading with every sunrise

Trying to find peace through the view from the passenger side