Through the Windshield

The cornfields of Illinois
The streets of South Detroit
I've seen it all
I've seen it all

The Johnson City lights
The Broadway marquee signs
Far from home
So far from home

'Cause there ain't nothing like what you see
Feeling that rumble underneath your feet
When you're chasing that setting sun
There ain't nothing looks half as sweet
As the door flying open and you run to me
That's what I wanna see through the windshield

All the rumours in this town
And the neon shining down
I'll leave it all
I'll leave it all

Passing by your marker signs
Till I cross that county line
I'm coming home
I'm coming home

'Cause there ain't nothing like what you see
Feeling that rumble underneath your feet
When you're chasing that setting sun
There ain't nothing looks half as sweet
As the door flying open when you run to me
That's what I wanna see through that windshield
Yeah, yeah

There ain't nothing looks half as sweet
As the screen door slamming when you run to me
That's what I wanna see, yeah
You're all I wanna see

Through the windshield
Through the windshield yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Rogers, Jacob Bryant, Ray Fulcher
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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