The Long Road Home

I talked to the static as I drove home at night

We spoke of streetlights and signs too dim to read

Made wishes on high beams like shooting stars on passing cars

And nodded at every deer that decided to jay walk

But by the time I got back to the highway, as the road started to clear

So did the radio

And I heard our song come on.

So I drove the rest of the way home

Alone