Lyrics
You said,
“Don’t make a plan.”
So I didn’t.
I just left the engine running.
Streetlight blinking on a busted sign
Your shadow crossed the hood of mine
No suitcase
No goodbye
Just that look that said—
Tonite.
Your shoes were wet from the parking lot
You laughed like someone who’d just been caught
The radio died somewhere out past town
So we made our own noise with the windows down
You tapped four beats on the dashboard glass
I missed the turn
You said, “Good. Drive past.”
No map
No reason
No promise to keep
Just your hand on my shoulder
And the road running deep
Tonite
Don’t ask me where this goes
Tonite
Let the wrong road be the one we chose
No forever
No alibi
Just one good reason not to say goodbye
Tonite
Tonite.
At the county line
You climbed out slow
Stood in the headlights
With nowhere to go
You said,
“Dance with me.”
There wasn’t any music.
So the saxophone came in.
You spun once laughing in the gravel dust
Like the whole damn night belonged to us
A freight train screamed beyond the hill
You kissed me hard
Then stood there still
Maybe morning finds us tired
Maybe nothing changes much
Maybe all we ever needed
Was one night we couldn’t touch
Until now.
Tonite
Let the headlights cut the dark
Tonite
Let the silence miss its mark
No clean ending
No last line
No one waiting at the edge of time
Tonite
You and me and the white road line
Tonite
Don’t tell me this was meant to last
Just tell me it was mine
The sun came up behind the mill
You were sleeping
I was driving still
Your hand fell loose across the seat
The road turned gold beneath our feet
I almost woke you.
But some things end
The moment you name them.
So I kept driving—
Tonite.