Milltown Philosophers - 97 North Lyrics

Your kitchen table sits empty
The coffee's nowhere to be seen
When you're three weeks away only back for a day
It's hard not to miss the caffeine

So it's me and the cards and the music
And the teacups are missing you too
How long will it be before I pour for three
For now the phone will have to do

With so many miles between us
The pavement the sand and the stone
I'm hoping that soon all this driving is through and the highway will bring you back home

I'm sure that you know that I miss you
That I think of you every day
But I'm finding it hard not to start to resent the things that take you far away

With so many miles between us
The pavement the sand and the stone
I'm hoping that soon all this driving is through and the highway will bring you back home

Ooo you're gone from Quesnel to Fort St. John
Ooo it's so long the 97 rolling on and on

With so many miles between us
The pavement the sand and the stone
I'm hoping that soon all this driving is through and the highway will bring you back home
Yeah I'm hoping that soon all this driving is through and 97 will bring you back home