across state lines and time zones
tonight we cross this land
a pact is a pact
and till the day it will stand
a different place with the same mistake
but have you ever felt so alive
under a May night sky?
through the hills I�m driving past three
tapping my feet as the others sleep
the townies stare as we pass their boring lives
the wind pushes through the bars and the cars
and the city lights on the strip blind me like
the eyes of the girl we met in Arizona
she rode the bus and held our hand
lunch on the river and the flood ruined the time
but the sun and the moon never failed to shine
postcards we forgot to send
still a phone call makes amends
three outlines staring across the ocean
we�ll never turn home
in the sand I carve five words
along the beach at our feet
the waves awaken and the salts inspire
we tip our glasses around the fire
across state lines and time zones
we�ve searched this land
a wave means goodbye
but the memories never end
