Sixty miles or six hundred.
The shadow of the pines
Or the sunny station wagon.
We're looking at the map
And we're laughing and we're going.

I hope some other time
I won't care so much about
Being understood as I do now.
I will leave myself and go away.
I would like to follow you away.

Would you let me take care of you?
I would like to sing you a song in the morning.
Walk you to the car when you're going
Where you're going.

I wouldn't care so much about
Being understood as I do now.
I would leave myself and go away.
I would like to follow you away.

Walk you to the car when you're going
Where you're going.

I wouldn't care so much about
Being understood as I do now.
I would leave myself and go away.
I would like to follow you away.

Seeing you I know what is right
And what is true.
Oh I see the way I want to be.
Oh I see the way I want to be.