the highway kind

Madeleine Peyroux

My days, they are the highway kind
They only come to leave
But the leavin I don t mind
It s the comin that I crave

Pour the sun upon the ground
And stand to throw a shadow
Watch it grow into a night
And fill the spinnin sky

Time among the pine trees
It felt like breath of air
Usually I just walk these streets
And tell myself to care

Sometimes I believe me
Sometimes I don t hear
Sometimes the shape I m in
Won t let me go

I don t know too much for true
My heart knows how to pound
My legs know how to love someone
My voice knows how to sound

And shame that it s not enough
Shame that it is a shame
Follow that circle down
Where would you be

You re the only one I want now
And I never heard your name
Let s hope we meet some day
If we don t it s all the same

I ll meet the ones between us
I ll be thinking about you
And all the places I have been
And why you where not there