It's a beautiful morning.
The sun in my window.
Passing through Akron.
Feels like I've been driving all day.

I'm on my way down.
Hanging around
As I'm crossing the border.
The bridge from Ohio.
Is cut down to one lane.
And nobody's moving.

I'm on my way down
Hanging around
In the passenger cabin
Of my 96 Saturn
And the curves of the mountains
Have me dying of boredom

Long day
I'm on my way down
Hanging around all day
Long day
I'm on my way down
Just waiting around

For the glimmer in your eyes
Sunny as always
And the feelings they broadcast
Turn radios silent.

Coming down off the mountain
Into the Piedmont.
It's just like a trip to Columbus,
Straight into your arms.