Drive On

Weathered sign on the marquee An old film playing at the show He could tell by the clouds up top And old northern was about to blow So he hopped in his pick-up truck Steered it on down the road There he picked up his dark-haired beauty Drove on down nice and slow, singing This is my girl This is my world A lovers' tune on the stereo Cool breeze blowin' through her hair He whispers to her soft and low And quietly she stares He says I know I could be a movie star I know that you could be my wife I was thinking at work today I wanna leave with you tonight, because You are my girl You are my world They drive on past midnight Wishing on stars as they go Two young believers Too young to know Like a man in a story book He takes off down the open road Taking off to God knows where He's taking off just to go