Lyrics: Kit Wyn
Music: Kit Wyn
Producer：Kit Wyn
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That sun is riding low on the driver side glass
Bugs on the windshield
Miles in the dash
Coffee gone cold in a stained paper cup
That town in the mirror keeps getting smaller as I look up
Mile marker 49
I am still trying to read the signs
Chasing down the years I lost
Counting every dotted line
Halfway through this borrowed time
Halfway sure I am doing fine
Open road and an old regret
Riding shotgun in my mind
Kids on the phone say they are doing alright
We talk about homework
Skip the hard parts of life
Their mama is new porch light
I still see it glow
Even from a thousand turns and three states ago
Mile marker 49
I am still trying to read the signs
Chasing down the years I lost
Counting every dotted line
Halfway through this borrowed time
Halfway sure I am doing fine
Open road and an old regret
Riding shotgun in my mind
I am not looking for an ending
Just a place to turn around
Maybe one more diner booth
One more quiet little town
Where my name do not mean a thing
Where I am just some passing sound
And this tired heart can idle down
Idle down
Mile marker 49
I am still trying to read the signs
Chasing down the years I lost
Counting every dotted line
Halfway through this borrowed time
Halfway sure I will be alright
Open road and that old regret
Finally fading in the light