Lyric Michigan Blackhawk

Flyin down the highway, lookin for a place to land.
Need to leave the speed in the city
And people comin , goin , there s no time to understand.
And I keep movin down the road taking notes in a trembling hand

Asked Sally to go with me but she made it very clear.
She said, "You ve got your problems and I have mine tonight."

Up to the sunlit mountains, down by the silver sea,
Well, the tale is told from memory of a finely woven symphony.
Forever heard without a word to disturb it s melody.
Still I d like to have someone along to share the air with me.

Oh, Sally, why not come with me, you know I d like be with you.
You can t be all that busy, you don t have that much to do.
And you know I d like to be with you.