You ask me if there's something wrong 

I say I'm working on a song 

You haven't said a word in miles 

I lay my left hand on your thigh 


Today I woke and something changed

Can't seem to pinpoint what seems strange

Yesterday it all seemed fine

But love can rotate on a dime


I can't find a reason 

I can't find a reason 

I can't find a reason to cry 

Instead of telling you I'm sad

I lean against the seatbelt strap

You're arguing about the war

I count the pennies on the floor


Chorus

At 60 miles an hour I can't figure out a way 

To fix the fallen pieces of this day 


Chorus