Step on the threshold of knowing your face
All of that work, out of my hand s
like a kid letting go of a kite
feels like a fight with my
I'm hitting the road now,
Man I love to feel this way
Floating on the interstate
bruised enough to hide away
but light enough to smile
you were a beautiful time time,
Spiraling down, coming up again
I'm not well over when I see one
Spiraling back in my shoulders
Remembering how to sit up taller
Sometimes I can't stand standing still
And just to be close to you
Sometimes I will, sometimes I can't
I need to know that I can go far
And I love to feel this way
Floating on the interstate
I'm bruised enough to hide away
Man, I love to feel this way
Floating on the interstate
Time, man I love to feel this way
Time, floating on the interstate