Paroles de Yosemite
You said a road trip would do us some goodDespite every instinct I said that I would
It’s been six years since you put on that ring
Maybe the road will fix everything
When all that remains is the gas in the tank
The tread on the tires and what’s left in the bank
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
How many more miles to Yosemite
I’m riding shotgun through prairies and plains
You say how pretty I’m thinking how strange
It feels to follow this sinking ship down
Maybe the mountains will turn us around
When all that remains is the gas in the tank
The tread on the tires and what’s left in the bank
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
For a love that’s grown old try some new scenery
So how many more miles to Yosemite
Two hours to go I broke down in Modesto
You told me don’t make a scene
We’re damned if we make it we’re damned if we don’t
And we’re somewhere stuck in between
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
For two broken hearts that need setting free
So how many more miles to Yosemite
How many more miles to Yosemite
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
How many more miles to Yosemite
I’m riding shotgun through prairies and plains
You say how pretty I’m thinking how strange
It feels to follow this sinking ship down
Maybe the mountains will turn us around
When all that remains is the gas in the tank
The tread on the tires and what’s left in the bank
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
For a love that’s grown old try some new scenery
So how many more miles to Yosemite
Two hours to go I broke down in Modesto
You told me don’t make a scene
We’re damned if we make it we’re damned if we don’t
And we’re somewhere stuck in between
Sometimes the road is the best remedy
For two broken hearts that need setting free
So how many more miles to Yosemite
How many more miles to Yosemite
