There are roads
Long and unlit
In nowhere towns
Where the lights
Of 90-80s beat up cars
Light up the yellow and black pavement
Somebody with someone
Is driving down one of those roads
Feet up on the dash
A private moment between the two
With the stars, the dark foliage, and the dim lights
Serving as good company
I might never get
To the spots my friends talk of
Painting pictures or campsites, of fire light,
Breathtaking views, and stars a million miles away
I haven’t grown up here
And I won’t stay
So I will never know what these moments would feel like
But I hope to be someone
In a nowhere town
Driving down a long
Two lane road
Near the middle of the night
My feet up on the dash
And a person who I love
They will smile at me over the dash
And I will feel like nobody at all
In the best way
I want to be that person
Just for a little while
Shedding the city life off of me
And be a nowhere person
In a nowhere town
Just me, a fleeting lover
Headlights
And yellow painted lines
