Are you alone---can you talk to an old friend
Right or wrong---I had to hear your voice again
Unwritten law, protocol
Says to leave the past alone
I just wanted you to know
Sometimes driving home at night
I let your memory take control
And youÔÇÖre sitting by my side
I turn up the radio
And cruise down old route 59
And girl itÔÇÖs solid gold, well, IÔÇÖll let you go
I just wanted you to know
Through the vine---I heard your life has turned out well
As for mine---you know itÔÇÖs really had to tell
ÔÇÿCause now and then what might have been interfaces with what might be
Please donÔÇÖt cry, IÔÇÖll say goodbye
And I wont call you anymore