Most Of All

I grab the wheel and I hold back the tears
Thinking about the times we’ve had these years
Taking a moment down a winding road
To really see how far we’ve come to grow
The drive from LA to the tip of the bay
Sunshine beating on the shore
The wildflower blooming
The waterfall
No, I’d miss you most of all
I made a leap into a foreign land
A one-way ticket with no leg to stand on
And I needed purpose and to feel desire
And lucky for me, you were the fuel and fire
The drive from LA to the tip of the bay
Sunshine beating on the shore
The wildflower blooming
The waterfall
No, I’d miss you most of all
The wildflower blooming
The waterfall
No, I’d miss you most
Oh, I’d miss you most of all