Without a song I left the city   Borrowed a car with no radio   Gone before the sun had a chance to shine   The free wind weighed on my mind      How many roads begin under dark umbrella   They can see the memory of love      Comes a tune, clearing way like a siren   Shifting soon every thought in my head   'Til they all get tangled up in blue      This melody promises me someday words will come   And when they do, I'll shape them into a song