Trying from Float by Michelle McAfee

Wipers smear the dashboard glow
Dylan on the radio
Whitetail deer in the headlights
Not tonight, no... not tonight

I'm trying
To get home
I'm flying
Down this road
To you

Two clicks past mile 81
Red and blue lights rise like the sun
What you runnin' from
Where you bound
Damn girl you better slow it down

I'm trying
To get home
I was flying
Down this road
To you

Up ahead I see a big orange sign
Late night tail-lighter's in a long red line
Bow my head to the wheel
Curse and make a wish
That we could all grow wings and fly right over it

We're trying
To get home
I was flying
Down this road
To You

Come in the door eyes bloodshot red
You lift your messy head up out of bed
You say baby what took you so long

• Acoustic
• Americana
• Folk
• Folk-Pop
• Singer-Songwriter
• alt-folk
• folk rock
• singer-songwriter
• Williams