All Roads Lead Home

The Drifters may have gone up on the roof, The Beach Boys in their room, but I prefer the secret solitude of my car.

When it's late and quiet, and the air is cool, there is freedom in a night drive. Opportunity and promise dotted along the open road, and the responsibilities of the day flying past at 40 miles an hour.
Invisible and soundproof, a place to hide and observe, the best moment of the day is finally, finally sitting down in the driver's seat.

Sometimes I don't want to turn into the driveway.
Sometimes I want to keep heading east.

And yet I know, sometimes, the better moment is sitting in the passenger seat and closing my eyes.

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This is a beautiful song, no matter who sings it.

Make You Feel My Love
Bob Dylan

When the rain is blowing in your face
And the whole world is on your case
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love

When the evening shadows and the stars appear
And there is no one there to dry your tears
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love

I know you haven't made your mind up yet
But I would never do you wrong
I've known it from the moment that we met
No doubt in my mind where you belong

I'd go hungry, I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling down the avenue
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love

The storms are raging on the rollin' sea
And on the highway of regret
The winds of change are blowing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing like me yet

I could make you happy, make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends of the earth for you
To make you feel my love