From Denver to California
We're lost and we're finding each other
And we may never see the west coast
We may never see the west coast
But for now, we're two down
Missed an exit in Albuquerque
We don't seem to mind at all
We pull over, the sun is burning
And we lay down to feel the rain fall
But for now, we're two down
The desert wind blowing your hair back
Window down, town after town
Where will we be in half a century?
Two down and forty eight to go
The sun rises in Bernardino
You take twenty seven up old canyon road
Sometimes you win before you run
We got forty eight, forty eight to go
Forty eight, forty eight, yeah