You folded up the road map twice
We hadn't talked since that red light
I missed the turn, you almost laughed
A roadside diner made us stop
Two tired hearts and coffee rings
You said the smallest, truest thing
Wrong exit, right night
Your hand found mine in the half-light
We lost the road we meant to take
And found the words we couldn't say
You said you feared I'd leave this town
I said I'd feared I'd let you down
We watched a waitress stack the chairs
And left our cold defenses there
Wrong exit, right night
Your hand found mine in the half-light
We lost the road we meant to take
And found the words we couldn't say
We didn't solve the years ahead
We listened to each word instead
The engine hummed, the morning grew
I asked which way; you said, with you
Wrong exit, right night
Your hand found mine in the half-light
We lost the road we meant to take
And found the words we couldn't say
That paper map is folded still
We talk before we take the hill