Foggy misty moonlight rolls low
Stars crackling up above me, or, so it goes
I'm not sure
It's not clear
I'm just waitin' for a ride
so I might'as well enjoy it while I'm here
I'm here, I'm here
Small town yellow street lamp buzzin' in my ear
There lay some scattered brown bag bottles, over there
I'll sit down
Look around
I'm still waitin' for a ride
Might as well enjoy my life since I'm here
Oh I'm here, I'm still here
Was I dreamin' about leavin'?
For that moment while I was sleepin'?
Don't see a single headlight comin'
Rusty pickup truck a'rumblin'...
Maybe I
Just missed my ride
It's okay it ain't a shame
Don't even think I knew his name
Nor he knew mine, oh it's fine
I'll be alright
I'll catch another break, just not tonight
Carryin' my bags
Barefoot walkin' this dirt road line
Three blocks up to that sign
Hang a right, 'round the bend
Back to my little piano waitin'
Patiently dependent on me
To sit and play it like
Each other's only friend.
Foggy misty moonlight rolls low
Foggy misty moonlight
rolls me home.
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