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.