You ask me if there's something wrong
I say I'm working on a song
You haven't said a word in miles
I lay my left hand on your thigh

Today I woke and something changed
Can't seem to pinpoint what seems strange
Yesterday it all seemed fine
But love can rotate on a dime

I can't find a reason
I can't find a reason
I can't find a reason to cry
Instead of telling you I'm sad
I lean against the seatbelt strap
You're arguing about the war
I count the pennies on the floor

Chorus
At 60 miles an hour I can't figure out a way
To fix the fallen pieces of this day

Chorus