He tookher to a place up in the mountains.
She didnt think of you as he took the curves at 90 miles per hour.
He parked the car and opened her door.
She didn't think of you as they walked up the road in darkness.
He led her to the edge of the dropp off and they sat on the stonewall ledge.
She didn't think of you as he pointed out the city skyline.
She didn't think of you as she stared at the dist horizon, lit up by the lights speckled across the land.
She didn't think of you as the cool breeze draped a shawl over her shoulds.
But as she gazed up at that big ol' moon,
She thought of you.
Yes, she thought of you.
She looked at the fading stars, the orange harvest moon, and the empty darkn ight.
Would it have looked as empty if you were here?
She wondered.
She liked the thought that miles away, you were looking at the same sky.
Maybe even thinking of her.
He grabbed her hand and led her back to his car.
She was still thinking of you.
The thoughts of you fled her mind as he raced down the mountain,
taking the curves at 90 miles per hour.
The thoughts of you faded in her mind,
finding company with the memories of mid summer nights.