Closer to You

Left this morning, made pretty good time
Doing double shifts on the highway line
We were almost up to Red Bluff
When the verdict came

Couldn't believe it, have you seen the news
There's a fire burning, a plague on the loose
Now we're driving through
The darkest night
Playing country music

Across the state
Across your face

I notice how the light
Always seems so burning bright
Always finds its way in spite
Darkness to you

And now we're almost home
And I can make it on my own
But I'd rather make it home
Closer to you

Made it together, had a pretty tough time
Selling magazines in a parking lot
Well we ended up scraping by
At a truck stop singing at the end of the line

I was thinking back on a pretty good time
Playing crossword games in the morning light
Now we feel a little better in the dark of night
Playing country music

Across the state
Across your face

I notice how the light
Always seems so fucking bright
Always finds its way in spite
Darkness to you

And now we're almost home
And I can make it on my own
But I'd rather make it home
Closer to you

Make it through



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Decker
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