Carry It Different

(hummmm) May the yellow lines guide you straight tonight

Keep your hands steady under the dashboard light

You're not leaving the dark behind in the clay

You're just learning to carry it a different way

Go on and roll the windows down (roll them down) Let the

wind wash through this town

There's a quiet harbor waiting in the trees

Go on and find your peace (ahhhh)

Forty miles of pine trees,

forty miles of dust

Every old habit

is starting to rust

You don't have to break

to finally bend

Just keep her pointing toward the river bend (keep on driving) Go

on and roll the windows down (roll them down) Let the wind

wash through this town

There's a quiet harbor waiting in the trees

Go on and find

your peace

Just find your peace (ooh)