Whitestone Bridge

Climbing in the car, climbing in the car
And we’re rolling cross the Whitestone
Listen to the car, listen to the car
As we roll across the Whitestone
Getting nearer, getting nearer
Getting to your red lights
And I’m rolling cross the Whitestone Bridge
And I’m rolling cross the heaven-held ridge
And I‘m rolling cross the Whitestone

See the lovely sky, see the lovely sky
And the evening full of aeros
Not so long ago, not so long ago
I was high above there
See the lovely, see the lovely, see the lovely red sun
And I’m rolling cross the Whitestone Bridge
Yeh I’m rolling cross the heaven –held ridge
And I’m rolling cross the Whitestone bridge.

And it makes me feel not so far from you
Ah, it makes me feel not so far, not so far from you
And it makes me feel not so far from you

We’re not so far away, we’re not so far away
And we turn into the southward
The lights are full of wheels, the lights are full of wheels
And there’s sorrow on the airwaves
You radio, you radio you’re reaching to the people
And I’m rolling cross the Whitestone
Rolling cross the Whitestone
Rolling cross the Whitestone Bridge
And it makes me feel not so far from you
And it makes me feel not so far, not so far from you.