You force me to leave Just before graduation I never returned the keys I think I dropped the car off Somewhere outside of Brooklyn In the hard sun beating down on me I was always meant to leave Did you think I'd do nothing? Meet this guy On the town Lends me a couple dollars But it's barely enough to take the train down south Hitch a ride With this gal She's never early, always late But she drives like she's king of the road At least she's getting me to where I'm going Most nights that's all it takes I'll find somewhere to sleep tonight Maybe under the stars If I count them all closely Would they fall into my arms The wind dying slowly Must've slayed it with my words I called you too early But you always pick up When I'm trying to get out of your life and mine