Lyn Bertles - Route 22 Lyrics

I see the empty houses by the old state highway
Pink sky valley with mountains on both sides
The sun draws down dolefully and the winters go slowly
But when the summer comes
When the summer finally comes
I'm driving lonely, trailing memories of us
Route 22, how I miss you
As I count the cows and towns on green hillsides
Route 22
The little farms, they sit there
They used to do their business
Where school terms starting, my mind would be far away
Half a girl in each direction, and Joni sang for my protection
And when the summer'd come
When the summer'd finally come
I'd hit the road, cause I couldn't wait to see you
Route 22
Route 22
Last time almost hit a deer, a call so close, the storm so near
And when the summer comes, when the summer'll finally come
I'll be on the road and still ruing the day that I lost you
Route 22, how I miss you
As I count the cows and towns on green hillsides
Route 22