Folded At The Corner

Easy rider on the highway
Station wagon going slow
Windows open, you are basking
In the bluegrass radio, mm
It is easy now to see you
With your hand out on the wind

I keep this folded at the corner
So that I could not forget
Folded at the corner
So that I could not forget

Mm-mm
Pink azaleas by your driveway
Shade our leisurely goodbyes
In your terry cotton sweater
With your arm sweeping the sky
It was then I had a knowing
You were waving 'til the bend

I keep this folded at the corner
So that I could not forget
Folded at the corner
So that I could not forget

Hm-mm
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, mm-mm
Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

11 miles on an off day
In your shadow 'til the coast
Past the surf and whitewashed beaches
Under cypress trees and smoke, mm
Carved like lovers into driftwood
On this moment, I depend

I keep this folded at the corner
So that I could not forget
Folded at the corner
So that I could not forget

Folded at the corner
So that I could not forget