My asphalt love is windy blown in the springtime

My asphalt love is dirty gray in the summer

Come lie with me on my asphalt love

We'll point our eyes to the stars above





My asphalt love is turning cold in the autumn

My asphalt love is shiny black in the winter

Come slide with me down my asphalt love

We'll hitch a ride like we're wounded doves



White lines, Yellow lines,

Traffic signs, Joyful times

White lines, Yellow lines,

Traffic signs, Peaceful minds



My asphalt love is sticky wet newly laid down