You looked small in your coat one hand up on the window
So long now you'd been lost in thought
No snow on the road, we'd been lucky, and it looked like we would be well past Orleans
And past Montmagny; the road giving way to river
The frozen Saint Lawrence white and blue
We went out on the ice and I turned back to you, a figure
Distant and small in the long view
Was it a look in your eye? I wasn't sure
The way it is and the way it could be both are
We got back in the car
You always tell me the truth, even when it hurts me or it hurts you
Could you go a little easy, would it k** you?
Living out the dream, out on the road now for a couple weeks
So intimate with all that we had wanted
All that we hoped for and all that we dreamed
The way it is and the way it could be
But how long is it going to go on?
I'm gonna count on, I'm gonna hold out for – nothing much
A little kindness, a little praise some days
I get so close but I don't really touch
What I get, or what I need
The way it is and the way it could be
Two brown dogs came out running cross the highway
Panting and low to the ground
And then, they were gone, for a moment, I had run them down
I closed and opened my eyes
They were running up the hill on the other side
The way it is and the way it could be