Miles

We'll get in my car around 10:30 that night

For the New York city skyline, destination of our sights

It's the biggest healing session that I've had for some years

The laughter and the driving and the letting go of

She seems to have a way

Of making me feel

You always have a way

Of keeping me real

Hold me, my world is closing

Help me to keep it open

We stand in the parking lots

Of late afternoons

Talking of the ways we pray

For healing of wounds

She seems to have a way

Of bringing me down

You always have a way

Of bringing me out

Hold me, my world

We feel the push of

The love directed life for us

We feel the push of

The Christ directed life

The love directed life

Hold me, my world