They Write the Songs

So I've done this a couple times now. I get a song stuck in my head, for instance, the one that is there right now "Asking for Flowers" by Kathleen Edwards, and then the tune is there no matter how much I try to make up my own. So when I go to write a new song, I can get the lyrics fine, but they're to the tune of that one song I can't seem to get out of my head. And no matter what tune I try to come up with, the copied one always sounds better. Makes sense really, I mean, that song is the one that got recorded and sold at Starbucks. Ha! Well, here's my words anyways.

The weaving traffic on the highway

looks like a circus act

And the lights up in the distance

are the things keeping me on track

Driving towards an answer

I've needed for quite a while

now I can't stop this feeling

that I'm going out in style

You've made me feel like this too long

and I won't go home til it's done

The road is burned behind me now

Well, this final goodbye

is the ending to a reckless day

Won't be driving your road

Mr. Half Hour Away

The southbound lanes are wider

leading me away from you

And I won't count the miles

of road because we are through

I can see the sunshine

burning the clouds in the sky

All the signs are pointing to

my road, my journey, my life

Now all I need is my own tune - sweet. Coming right up.