Yosemite (feat. Dave Matthews)
You said a road trip would do us some good
Despite every instinct, I said that I would
It's been six years since you put on that ring
Maybe the road will fix everything
When all that remains is the gas in the tank
The tread on the tires, what's left in the bank
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
How many more miles to Yosemite?
I'm ridin' shotgun through prairies and plains
You say, "How pretty." I'm thinkin', "How strange."
It feels to follow this sinkin' ship down
Maybe the mountains will turn us around
When all that remains is the gas in the tank
The tread on the tires, what's left in the bank
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
For a love that's grown old, try some new scenery
So, how many more miles to Yosemite?
Two hours to go, I broke down in Modesto
You told me don't make a scene
We're damned if we make it, we're damned if we don't
And we're somewhere stuck in between
Now we're runnin' on fumes, it's an uphill climb
Drove right past all the danger signs
And I just can't wait to tell you goodbye
Cut a new trail and leave our love behind
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
For two broken hearts that need settin' free
So, how many more miles to Yosemite?
How many more miles to Yosemite?
Despite every instinct, I said that I would
It's been six years since you put on that ring
Maybe the road will fix everything
When all that remains is the gas in the tank
The tread on the tires, what's left in the bank
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
How many more miles to Yosemite?
I'm ridin' shotgun through prairies and plains
You say, "How pretty." I'm thinkin', "How strange."
It feels to follow this sinkin' ship down
Maybe the mountains will turn us around
When all that remains is the gas in the tank
The tread on the tires, what's left in the bank
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
For a love that's grown old, try some new scenery
So, how many more miles to Yosemite?
Two hours to go, I broke down in Modesto
You told me don't make a scene
We're damned if we make it, we're damned if we don't
And we're somewhere stuck in between
Now we're runnin' on fumes, it's an uphill climb
Drove right past all the danger signs
And I just can't wait to tell you goodbye
Cut a new trail and leave our love behind
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
For two broken hearts that need settin' free
So, how many more miles to Yosemite?
How many more miles to Yosemite?
Credits
Writer(s): Ketch Secor, Molly Tuttle
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