New Trail Old Times

Stay on the left of the line
 This driving is falling through time
 I've never felt so alone as I do right now
 A map couldn't say where I'm headed
 But Sexsmith is singing through the stereo
 And something good will come of this sun-flecked West Coast stray
 I don't wanna ruin your good time
 You don't wanna follow my line
 But we'll go and blaze a new trail like old times
 I got your text in Franz Josef
 I left my thoughts littered on the roadside
 And every mile ahead's somewhere I've never been
 Maybe Wanaka's gonna save me
 Maybe you just wanted to float free
 We'll pass each other as we're both going the same way
 I don't wanna ruin your good time
 You don't wanna follow my line
 But we'll go and blaze a new trail like old times
 I've gotta feeling this will be the last time and
 You and I will see the views from each other's sides
 And we'll go and blaze a new trail like old times
 I don't wanna ruin your good time
 You don't wanna follow my line
 But we'll go and blaze a new trail like old times
 I've gotta feeling this will be the last time and
 You and I will see the views from each other's sides
 And we'll go and blaze a new trail like old times