Exit Sign

Working late at the bar last night

Saw you standing by the exit sign

You walked over

Finished up your drink and you asked me for a light

Shared a cigarette with me

Felt the breezy summer night, night

Then she took me by the hand

Said let's see what we can find, find

Lying down with you in the middle of the street

Stars speak out like the sound of boots on leaves

Sunday mornings never seemed so sweet

When you're lying next to me

You say one day you'll move to California

Tried to make you stay

But you feel like there's something for ya

On the interstate

I'll wait

On the interstate

I'll wait

Hold your head up

Don't you cry to me

(Sunday morning seems so sweet, When you're lying next to me)

Heard the same thing seven times this week

(Sunday morning seems so sweet when you're lying next to me)

Hold your head up, don't you cry to me

To me