Verse 1:
The girl that pushed me off the edge/is going back to Nashville/in the
Morning, Off a cliff and through the clouds/to build my wings on the way
Down/and listen, To her talk about leaving again.

Verse 2:
Cutting tracks in sugar sand, I can't remember faces, with her exception,
When lanterns light like poetry, the winding road of Tennessee, catching
Thunder in bottles of glass.

Chorus:
When will I see you again?
When will I see you ever?

Verse 3:
The first map I shot to hell, was dancing on the dashboard, to good
Vibrations, But when I doze and reminisce, I'm reconsidering the risk, and
The unending six hour drive.