Take your bag, get in the car, get in the car And drive it Somewhere quiet Where you can sit at the wheel for a real short minute, smoking a cigarette Cause it's time for it to leave you and you know it will go It's long gone tucked under brush and scrub, overland, roadless Slipping through fences I know it to see it, I see it all the time You felt small and free like a kid, cause now it don't care what you did Or what you might do You felt light, and somehow see through… It's not love, it's not cause of love It's not a blessing or a curse, I don't know what it is But I know it to see it, and I know it when I don't see it And I don't see it in you