It's a beautiful morning. The sun in my window. Passing through Akron. Feels like I've been driving all day. I'm on my way down. Hanging around As I'm crossing the border. The bridge from Ohio. Is cut down to one lane. And nobody's moving. I'm on my way down Hanging around In the passenger cabin Of my 96 Saturn And the curves of the mountains Have me dying of boredom Long day I'm on my way down Hanging around all day Long day I'm on my way down Just waiting around For the glimmer in your eyes Sunny as always And the feelings they broadcast Turn radios silent. Coming down off the mountain Into the Piedmont. It's just like a trip to Columbus, Straight into your arms.