David Fridlund - Busride & Carsick lyrics

Down where the road turns And the buildings grow high like rockets Shooting into the sky, in the countryside In the black night The abandoned barn In the first light That's when I saw it Early November And pack your bags Remember the whisper And throw it back Look for an answer, don't throw up Bus ride and carsick and lovesick That's when I felt it So thank you darling for being a friend Next year this time, I'll see you again Like everyone else, I was asking myself "Where's my little place in the world?" It was getting harder, I was lost for words Hell, I was counting every syllable Now, how can I tell you how sorry I am Not being there for you when you came to a conclusion About everything that meant something It's strange how I turned into you But thank you darling for being a friend Next year this time, I'll see you again Climb the top of the tallest tree and look for me - Down where the road turns, that's where I'll be Back in that small-town Where the stupid is king, Smart kiss the ground "Kid, do you have to make such a fuss about That you don't like it here?" No, but still - yeah, I mean- I mean to blow you away You can have it I don't want it I don't want to stay