Did you really think she'd stop crying after this?

We found you on the highway side

We found you in a state of self-destruction

And we'd like you not to worry

With our arms clothed in blankets, with our arms clothed in love

I won't promise a tomorrow, in the back of a flat bed truck

We made our journeys long and true

All the while holding hands with kids next door

All the while hoping to see the stars

And did you really think she'd stop crying after this?

When the moon went down

And the cornfields swallowed us whole

Did you think we'd forget these summer nights?

Lazy acoustic guitar chords and cotton dresses clinging to our back

I'd never forget you no matter how far we travel

No matter if I lose my breath

Border to border we found you on the highway side

We picked you up with open arms

We picked you up with open hearts

We picked you up underneath harvest moons

And shooting stars

And I held you till you stopped crying

I would never stop crying after this

And I held you till we fell asleep

In the back of a flat bed truck

Holding hands when the moon went down.