Midnight Rain Memories Riding Shotgun

Smoke rolls out into the midnight air

Rain taps the roof like it’s whisperin’ a prayer

Radio hums low like a heart gone slow

Following the white lines where memories grow

Her laughter lingers in the rearview’s haze

Ghost of her smile in the lightning’s blaze

I grip the wheel like I’m holding her hand

But it slips through my fingers like desert sand

Riding in the rain with the past riding shotgun

Every mile’s a memory that I can’t outrun

The glow of the lines keeps her shadow alive

But it’s a hard way to survive a haunting refrain she's not mine

Ash falls down like snow on my jeans

Each drag pulls me deeper into old scenes

Her perfume’s a ghost in the seat beside me

Fading like the taillights of a dream I can’t see

The midnight speaks in the rhythm of rain

A choir of sorrow and sweet Aching pain

Every turn of the wheel feels like a goodbye the wind whispering through the window soft and low in my ear from her gentle lips I don't ever want this to end

the road keeps calling like a tear-streaked sky

Rain's tapping soft on the hood tonight

Smoke curls lazy in the dim dashboard light

The radio whispers like a ghost in the air

Tracing the lines

Memories everywhere

The wheels hum low like a lonesome tune

Clouds swallowing stars

Hiding the moon

I see her face in the slick asphalt shine

Ashes fall like seconds slipping away

Each drag a memory I can't make stay

The rearview plays our greatest hits slow

Every mile’s a memory that I can’t outrun

following the white lines as they glow in the midnight rain memories riding shotgun a haunting refrain she's not mine