Of Courtyards: On My Way

a song originally written when I was fourteen and trying to be Jim Morrison—revised with as much as I could remember

I'm driving down the highway

the California sun and waves

are all I have

There's a full tank of gas

And some coffee on the dash,

But I just laugh

I'm going down the coast

To see my baby's most

Sexy stare

I can hear the ocean break

And all in all I want to take

A breath of air

Baby, I'm on my way.

I've got a bungalow down in Venice

And, if the moon will let us

We'll save tonight

This highway's gettin' cold

And this car is far too old

To drive me right

But I'll face the asphalt day

Just on the chance I may

Hold you soon

So as I drive by ocean sand

With my cigarette in hand

I'll sing this tune

Baby, wait for me.

This drive is getting long

But the radio's still on

I can hear your name

The road is quiet as the sun

Rises from the dawn

As I do the same.

Baby, I'm on my way.

Of Courtyards