Ride Home

It would seem I've had time to think
As have you
Nights past weren't nearly to par
But when are they ever, never
Laughter and the wind serves as background enough, I can't help but to remember
Visit all those memories I miss, all the memories I've come to respect
The past is powerful
Still though I hope on a higher prospect
When will I meet you?

Please just find me soon, I need you right now