filling the tank with 89 wiping off the morning dew
seventy cent cappucino tastes better with the daily news
still in a dream of idaho sinking in the eastern sky
minutes away from cheney town population not so high

you and i westward on a highway forever
you and i finally alone and together
you and i will test our love beneath any weather

miles and aisles of fruit and corn selling at a market fair
kicking it back with some tobacco in a cracker barrel rocking chair
finally a town where people take the time to stop and say hello
from where do you come where have you been do you have a place to go

tell me the truth o jupiter swimming in a starry night
how many moons did it take you to see the northern light