Squirrel Flower

I-80
I tried to be lyrical but lyrics failed me So I gave up poetry and read west on I-80 The birds were watching from above As I flew onto And gave it all up and gave up on love I tried to be my best to you I tried my hardest But I couldn't even doubt I had to keep goin' The summer slipped in slow as I burned to And from that fire found somethin' new Turn away, fly away Turn away, fly away Fly away, fly away From Letras Mania