My wife kicked me out of bed this morning to go for a run. It had been a week (hey, I’ve got a couple of excuses). It was cold out.
It was good.
And this was in my head, reminding me of our college days, driving through the night in the hopes of holding my girl. (Okay, more than holding, but yes, holding, too)
The radio’s playing some forgotten song
Brenda Lee’s “Coming on Strong”
The road’s got me hypnotized
And I’m speeding into a new sunrise
When I get lonely, and I’m sure I’ve had enough
She sends her comfort, comin’ in from above
Don’t need no radio at all
We’ve got a thing that’s called radar love
We’ve got a line in the sky, radar love