Seahaven - Highway blues

^CSick on the I-5 with ^Fyou on my mind. The ^Gsun is high, but ^Fit don't shine. I am ^Cmaking my way in ^Fheavy spite, to de^Gnounce you line after ^Fline. Great ^Cfields, they pass, made of ^Fgreener grass. My ^Gneck fights my will to ^Fnot look back. At ^Ceverything that ^FI never had and ^Gnow will never ^Fhave.

Just ^Cpromise to let me know if ^Gyou come around. I ^Amwon't be too far from ^FTorrance, Cali^Gfornia. I'll ^Ccome to you at the moment I ^Ghear your call. I'll pick you ^Amup in your truck, this time no ^Fhesi^Gtation.

^CThis life's a mess, you and ^FI know best. But we ^Gain't got much con^Ftrol I guess. I sat ^Cout in the rain on the ^Ffirst Christmas. Your ^Gbrother stood and ^Fsaid: &quo^Ct;Is God really ^Fthat dirty, to^G not grant a man's ^Fonly wish? You ^Cdo not under^Fstand his Love, now I'm ^Gsorry you never ^Fwill."

Just ^Cpromise to let me know if ^Gyou come around. I ^Amwon't be too far from ^FTorrance, Cali^Gfornia. I'll ^Ccome to you at the moment I ^Ghear your call. I'll pick you ^Amup in your truck, this time no ^Fhesi^Gtation. ^Fhesi^Gtation

^CYou were the ^Glonely ^Amone. ^AmNow I am the ^Glonely ^Fone. ^CYou bu^Gried your ^AmLove. ^AmSo I dig ^Gfor you ^FLove. G C

Just ^Cpromise to let me know if ^Gyou come around. I ^Amwon't be too far from ^FTorrance, Cali^Gfornia. I'll ^Ccome to you at the moment I ^Ghear your call. I'll pick you ^Amup in your truck, this time no ^Fhesi^Gtation. ^Fhesi^Gtation