Last Friday was a full moon
I was coming home from San Jose
North 680 to the Valley of the Moon
Driving home the fastest way
I always take the John Muir road
Its twists and turns reminds me of you
Tonight I drove across the bridge
To find my way home
I found my way home
It ain't often I can't trust my intuition but
Friday night my spirit it was bleeding
Maybe I needed the time and the permission
To think about you and me
I always take the John Muir road
The railroad trestle reminds me of you
It's perfect form beside me
And I find my way home
I always find my way home
One lane of the bridge was closed
I waited an hour just to pay my toll
You are always there for me
Every night when I arrive
Your smile and your hugs for me
Help me survive the drive
I always take the John Muir road
The evergreens remind me of you
Their fragrance is my guiding scent
And I found my way home
I always find my way home