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Click hereSunday morning driving
over Thompson Pass
thinking of a lady
from my distant past,
On a road like this
no traffic and no worries
listening to the radio
trading travel stories,
Infected with wanderlust
pretty much the same
a smile on my face
when I hear her name,
We traveled well together
or at least we thought
up until the day
we finally got caught,
License, registration
any guns in the car
what were you thinking
coming this far,
Bail on my Visa card
two beers at the bar
what were we thinking
going this far,
But this Sunday morning
I remember her smile
our times together
that bohemian style,
By the side of the road
no traffic to compete
the sensual sensation
as our lips would meet,