It's about time that I head back home to Seattle.
Highways and midnights still point me out that way.
I hope that you follow me back home to Seattle.
It's a long road ahead and I don't want to miss you at all.
It's been a while since I've driven through Snoqualmie.
And I can't remember the last time that I cried.
I hope when I see you I get the idea it's just a matter of time.
It's been a few years, and I can't wait to see you this time.
'Cause I'm Northwest-bound 'til the Needle appears.
Where the rain falls 265 days a year.
Fully aware of love don't always play fair.
The rest is up to you.
So give me your heart and we'll drive 'til the sky's turning blue.
And never look back.
The rain sometimes seems to fall slower in Seattle.
But maybe that's typical after a couple of months.
When it starts to pour I'll come back to the shore, and take you straight out from the clouds.
You're my destination no matter the city I go.
'Cause I'm Northwest-bound 'til the Needle appears.
Where the rain falls 265 days a year.
And I'm fully aware love don't always play fair, the rest is up to you.
So give me your heart and we'll drive 'til the sky's turning blue.
We'll never look back.
Charms of the west, they help me forget I'm not there.
If only one thing that the good Lord has yet to begin.
I hope it's you.
I hope it's you.
'Cause I'm Northwest-bound 'til the Needle appears.
Where the rain falls 265 days a year.
And I'm fully aware love don't always play fair, the rest is up to you.
So give me your heart and we'll drive 'til the sky's turning blue.
We'll never look back.