Lyrics:

Big city, got me busy all week long
Every night you're sound asleep by the time I get home
Gotta slow down, I've been going way too fast
I think it's time that you and I retrace our loving past

And maybe go down that old highway
Maybe find that old motel where we used to stay
And maybe get high on sweet red wine
Maybe rediscover a feelin' that we had one time

I'm recalling, early morning, no alarm
Lying in the bed for hours in each others arms
Come on honey, can't you see it, just me and you
Let's run away like two young lovers, there's lots that we can do

Maybe go down that old highway
Maybe find that old motel where we used to stay
And maybe get high on sweet red wine
Maybe rediscover a feelin' that we had one time
And maybe recapture a feelin' that we had one time

Maybe go down that old highway
Maybe find that old motel where we used to stay
And maybe get high on sweet red wine
Maybe rediscover a feelin' that we left behind

Yeah, maybe go down that old highway
Maybe find that old motel where we used to stay
And maybe get high...