E4

You wait by your car in the snowy dark The only light we see Is the pole star Waiting to give me bad news I know you're not ready Waiting to give me bad news I know you're not ready When we're driving down route E4 You're scared to death When you get The phone call You stop by the sawmill where we grew up Something expected becomes a shock Waiting to give me bad news I know it already Waiting to give me bad news I know it already When we're driving down route E4 You're scared to death When you get The phone call When we're driving down route E4 You're scared to death When you get The phone call