Thirteen hour drive
Straight through
There was no turning back
Time for a whole family vacation
We were tired
We were punchy
We were a mess
We were headed to Michigan
Where the weather is always indecisive
Where the birds are always talking
Where the people are always smiling
Where the lakes and rivers are always flowing
Where the boats are always running
Where the bikes are always moving
Where I am at peace
To hear the water crash softly
To see the seagulls fly so gracefully
To feel the damp rock in your palm
To taste the sweet air
To smell the swaying trees
It's Michigan
It's miss ya again
And it's gonna be missed