She's in the wind, driving in moonlight
Playlist-shuffling down 85
Winds her way as the tears fall from her eyes
Into long-suffering Carolina pines
I fall asleep with the tv going all night
Windows lit burning holes in its sky
Cause I'm scared what finds me, haunts, and what hides me
Zombie fears that prey on my mind
Well, I could speak in poem and full-rhyme
I could sing of enigmatic dreams
But if I can't hold you close to me, baby
Nothing else matters to me
We've got it good, babe
You heard it in the woods, hey
Probably should
Come on home
We've got it good, babe
You heard it in the woods, hey
Probably should
Come on home
We've got it good, babe
You heard it in the woods, hey
Probably should
Come on home
We've got it good, babe
You heard it in the woods, hey
Probably should
Come on home