Xenophile

You could burn all the sage in your abalone
 I'd save your place, you'd never be lonely
 The incense and candles and aromatics mix
 A unique amalgam in fragrantial bliss
 If you run late and we don't get to meet
 That's just today, but I'll save your seat
 In an old white SUV
 With stickers across the back
 Takes you where you want to be
 Far from the trodden path
 The noise outside the window
 The road's infinite song
 Your hand feels the wind blow
 And the tires they hum along
 Much like a yarn web, I'd catch your dreams
 Keep them watered and fed, nourish your esteem
 Where desires and druthers and necessities blend
 It's a special quiet, quite the godsend
 If you run behind, I'll be discrete
 No, I won't mind, but I'll save your seat
 In an old white SUV
 With stickers across the back
 Takes you where you want to be
 Far from the trodden path
 The noise outside the window
 The road's infinite song
 Your hand feels the wind blow
 And the tires they hum along
 I'm feeling your autonomy
 In the passion vine and milkweed
 We'll study the astronomy
 Between you and the galaxy
 We keep rolling on
 Arms out the window
 Our eyes on the road
 Where ever it goes (You're not alone)
 We keep rolling on
 Like we're losing control
 And we make our own roads
 Won't fit the molds (You're not alone)
 We keep rolling on
 Where ever it goes (You're not alone)
 In an old white SUV
 With stickers across the back
 Takes you where you want to be
 Far from the trodden path (You're not alone)
 The noise outside the window
 The road's infinite song (You're not alone)
 Your hand feels the wind blow
 And the tires they hum along
 You can burn all the sage in your abalone
 And I'll save your place so you'd never be lonely