Text: Julie Moffitt. Let Him Be.

So I'm drive up the freeway,

finally on the road and on my way.

I'm going 90, 95

and as the city lights fade, I start to feel more alive

and he's sleeping sound in the passenger seat

so I ride the center line, avoid the bumps

and I let him be.



This woman on the radio is singing about her long lost love

and how she makes it on her own.

My mind begins to wonder

I wonder if I'll ever find a place that I can call home

and I want to talk about the future now

but he's sleeping sound

so I ride the line and I let him be



and I don't know where this long road ends

can't remember when we crossed that line between lovers and friends

I need some consolation

just give me a conversation

tell me that we took the right turn



the sun is going down over sleepy country towns

and he stirs and looks around

and I start to say something but it comes out as nothing

and he just smiles and goes back down

and the world outside begins to blur

all these things left unsaid make my stomach churn

and I wonder if I'll ever have the nerve



but I ride the line, and I let him be