Sixty miles or six hundred.   The shadow of the pines   Or the sunny station wagon.   We're looking at the map   And we're laughing and we're going.      I hope some other time   I won't care so much about   Being understood as I do now.   I will leave myself and go away.   I would like to follow you away.      Would you let me take care of you?   I would like to sing you a song in the morning.   Walk you to the car when you're going   Where you're going.      And then some other time   I wouldn't care so much about   Being understood as I do now.   I would leave myself and go away.   I would like to follow you away.      Walk you to the car when you're going   Where you're going.      I wouldn't care so much about   Being understood as I do now.   I would leave myself and go away.   I would like to follow you away.      Seeing you I know what is right   And what is true.   Oh I see the way I want to be.   Oh I see the way I want to be.