Willow dance
And blue like polished steel
Dry your hands
And let yourself feel
There's a chance
That this might be good
To have to wait and see
We were driving northbound
Crying, we were laughing so hard
You look back and watch that old car
Going home, the windows down
The road my own
We were driving northbound
Crying, we were laughing so hard
Let's get back
To what we used to be
Oh, tell me there's a way
Say there's a way