tell me why you love to travel is it the spin of tires or the anxiety on airplanes is it the stranger's stares or the adventure in new things tell me why you love me I'm scared I'm the small town you stay in for a while I'm scared you're on to something better im scared I'll be left with a red pin like the one on your map I'm scared of everything but I hope you love me like music that I'm the soundtrack of your trip i hope you love me like an album that you listen to all the way through, again and again
mostly I hope we can love it all together you love me I love you loveΒ Β music playing over the sound of a train car moving the scene of luggage closing