A Young couple drives an old red pick-up
the woman is driving
She’s unsure of where she’s going
And instead of asking for directions,
She pull over to the nearest gas station
And asks for you to please tell her she’s Pretty
She’s Lost, but I never said She’s was logical
She knows she can do this, she know this,
But she needs you to tell her she’s pretty
As that is the only bit of information that will move her
Even though it’s not related to the task at hand
She feels like she’s drowning
She’s never drove cross country to follow a dream before
And she’s sinking in unknown air
What she really wants
is for you to predict the future
and let her know that everything will work out
But your not a fortune reader
and she would never ask you
All she wants is for you to remind her
of the only fact she can rest her head on
But right now you feel unmovable,
You knew what she meant
You’re scared that she won’t reach it
You use to know for sure
But as the miles go so does your confidence
down like the gas
And she needs you to tell her she’s pretty,
And then she will know that everything will be fine
So he bucked up,
And He told her she was pretty,
She turned the key,
and the car kept on
