Shotgun in my Soul

"I wanna send this song out to my little honey bee"
 We have a conversation almost every night
 In a motel room across a telephone line
 And I want to hold you and I wish that I could
 We got lucky tonight 'cause our connection was good
 I count the white lines I count the pot holes
 You're riding shotgun in my soul
 Shotgun in my soul
 Well do you save the teardrops I'm causing to fall
 To drown me with when you've collected them all
 Dry your eyes girl I'm coming home soon
 I want to kiss you from the kitchen all the way to the bedroom
 We'll count the time till I'm on the road and
 You're riding shotgun in my soul
 Shotgun in my soul
 I really wanted to be there
 Knowing you're in bed sleeping alone
 And yes I know that its not fair
 To have to say I love you on the phone
 So the tires hiss and the highway it winds
 And the hours feel like they're forever in time
 But don't be mad I'm going fast as I can
 And I won't see a thing til I can see you again
 I felt like half til you made me whole and
 You're riding shotgun in my soul
 Shotgun in my soul
 Shotgun in my soul --- shotgun!
 Shotgun in my soul --- shotgun!
 I said shotgun in my soul --- shotgun!