Windshield reflections from rattling dashboards
Trinkets from truck stops in places we don't know
Montreal skyline is stunning in the spring
Makes me remember there's something worth keeping
And when the bars close I'll bring it all home back to you

Unopened stamp books and unaddressed post cards
Wish I was better at finishing what I start
A life on the run is so much more forgiving
Than places and people that I left for living
But down this highway I will still wait on for you

And when I've seen this world I won't wander any more
Still it's nothing without you
So darling if you're home, would you mind picking up the phone?
Because I've got something to say