Time among the pines
Felt like breath of air
Listening to the Highway Kind
Car windows fogged us in

Married to a mystery
No greater passion shared
You sat up in the caravan
Sang the first song to me there

You said "Don't you just love sad, old country?
Them the best songs that there is."
Architects of loneliness
Solitary friends

Going to take a little time
To sing a song again
You were heading on the road
I was going round the bend
Going to lay down these old fears
That keep me from my own
Put everything I am
Into these ragged little poems

Cars fly by, I'm struck down
By the beauty at my feet
The beauty of my brave new friend
As she sings her song to me

Time among the pines
Felt like breath of air
Listening to the Highway Kind
Car windows fogged us in