and when i'm finished writing

we can back out of the driveway
and put a cd on
slip our sunglasses over our eyes
to hide from the sun
and even if these shades can hide the tears i cried today
it don't matter anymore

because i called you up to say
let's go
let's take a trip out on the open road
i packed the clothes you left on my floor
so baby, let's go
we can roll the windows down
and hit up every broken town
`cuz this is how you mend a heart
and if it's not, well it's a start