True Love

TRUELOVE
I’m walking down this highway /My thumb held in the air/I know I’m bound to find you somewhere/You’re in the cars that pass me/You’re in the frozen trees/You’re in the telephone wire above me/ If I find you truelove will it hit me hard like lightning from the sky/Somebody tell me are you even here at all/Or just a dream calling/You might be made of sunlight
You might have eyes of smoke/You might be walking down your own road/Somehow I hear you calling/Your whisper on the sea/Borne on the songs of whales to find me/If you find me truelove will it hit you hard like lightning from the sky/Will somebody tell you if I’m even here at all/Or just a dream calling/Truelove Truelove/I’m walking down this highway /My thumb held in the air/I know we’ll find each other somewhere