94 by Lost Mary

Got another flat tire driving down 94
I’ve been driving all day to see you smiling at my door
Now I’m stranded on the side, the cars all buzzing by
And I hope that cigarette's in the glovebox that you were trying to hide

And when I get back home I'm gonna hug you til you can’t breathe
Cause I’ve been missing you like old death miss eternity
And I’ll stroke your hair and I’ll slobber your cheeks
And you’ll say, "That’s so gross," but I hear your heart skip a beat
That’s all I need
That’s all I need

I know your father don’t like me and I guess I understand
Cause I tried and I tried to find the gentle in a man
But the road makes you rough, but I say that’s for better love
Cause at least you know what you want from all the places you've gone
And I want you
And I want you

When the birds call in the morning I’ll find you somewhere in the backyard
Barefoot and dreaming trying to get in touch with your God
You’re something so pure, you're something so wild
I wish I was a tamer, so I can tame your wicked smile
At least for awhile
At least for awhile
At least for awhile
At least for awhile

At least for awhile

• Folk
• band
• indie folk
• indiefolk
• newmusic
• original song
• singersongwriter
• Hillsdale