224 to Saskatoon I might love you more than he loved you A fine day to be marooned In a Canadian desert running out of youth I know you'll soon be well But those days between might feel like hell I know you've planned it out in your head I just wish that you chose me instead 175 to Seattle So much rain today the van needs a paddle A fine day to head into battle With tired hearts and bodies and minds in the saddle Now it's coming around again The doubts crawl through my head bu*terflies in the stomach ten times too big for me to deal with Fortunately free An open road from city to country I just hope I make it home to you To you...