I cross state lines as a matter of habit
Cross rest stops off on a bingo card
Stayed in one place until I’d had it
And I jumped into a car

Till sunflowers start making sense, lean into my indifference
Count cattle like confessions ’cross the passenger seat
I feel the reverb off the road, I wish my shoes were open-toed
I wish these miles made me feel complete

But somewhere on an interstate, and far from any coast
I realized what I missed the most
And it was you
And when I stopped believing in the maps, I knew that much was true

So I saw your eyes in the rearview mirror
I saw your face in a mirage
But when I was closer, you were clearer
Now I recompose you, decoupaged

And what at first seemed like a plan to run away screaming, “Screw the man”
Has turned into a standoff between the cruise control and me
’Cause I’m addicted to escape, to sacrificing time and place
For never being still enough for somebody to leave

CHORUS

And the signs begin to blur, and something in me stirs
And I’m taking the next exit, north or south
I’m coming home till the gas runs out

I cross state lines as a matter of habit
Cross rest stops off on a bingo card
Stayed in one place until I’d had it
But no one said running would be this hard

CHORUS

’Cause I believed in you