Written by Mike Plume and Clayton Bellamy
There’s nothing I rather do
Than spend my time with you
And you know it’s true
Yeah you do
But sometimes I gotta go
To make my living on the road
And it leaves you blue
Yeah I feel that too
But there’s a steep grade ahead
A long and winding road
Sometimes love can be a heavy load
You gotta drop ‘er in low
We’ve had our ups and downs
But you gotta hang around and see it through
Yeah you do
What else have you got?
If not for love then not a lot to hold on to
Yeah I feel that too
And there’s a steep grade ahead
A long and winding road
Sometimes love can be a heavy load
You gotta drop ‘er in low
Yeah, drop ‘er in low
We can’t leave this love here
On the shoulder of the road
Yeah we’d both curse the day
We ever let it go
One thing for certain
Is nothing is for sure
And I’d trade all my tomorrows
To be back to where we were
Yeah
Dogwoods on the breeze
Sweet Magnolia trees in full bloom
Outside our room
Gently side by side
In the sweet by and by
Through and through
Me and you.
And there’s a steep grade ahead
A long and winding road
Sometimes love can be a heavy load
You gotta drop ‘er in low