Be Mine

Driving down that back road in my beat old ford
You’ve got nothing to say as your staring down at the floor
There’s an old tractor buried out in a field
Its just bones in a graveyard from the way we used to feel
It’s too late to stomp on them brakes
Hearts can’t stop on no dime
You won’t be anyone’s if you won’t be mine
The train tracks have rusted and the weeds pushed through
Flattened out old penny’s and bottles of 90 proof
Baby I wish you’d say something maybe just give me a sign
It keeps getting harder and harder to keep it between the lines
I tried and made and I wrote my goodbyes
We got a chance if this car can fly
But she lost her wings a long time ago