Montreal

Windshield reflections from rattling dashboards

Trinkets from truck stops in places we don't know

Montreal skyline is stunning in the spring

Makes me remember there's something worth keeping

And when the bars close I'll bring it all home back to you

Unopened stamp books and unaddressed post cards

Wish I was better at finishing what I start

A life on the run is so much more forgiving

Than places and people that I left for living

But down this highway I will still wait on for you

And when I've seen this world I won't wander any more

Still it's nothing without you

So darling if you're home, would you mind picking up the phone?

Because I've got something to say