Follow That Road

FOLLOW THAT ROAD By Anne Hills

If you're coming in the summer, you'd be better to split off on Thirty-Five
There's the Starlight Drive-In Movie, on your left, just beyond the county line
Right after that, you'll see two silos. One is silver; one is blue.
'Bout a quarter mile further, make a left onto Highway Forty-Two.

Then follow that road, cornfields just as far as you can see.
Follow that road back through time, back through distance, back to me.

If you're drivin' by in autumn, you should follow up the river to Bear Lake.
That's the time to see the colors. There's an old covered bridge you'll want to take.
Late at night, be careful. Just be sure to look for deer out on the road.
And if it's early in the morning, sometimes it gets foggy. Take it slow.

But follow that road, sugar maples far as you can see.
Follow that road back through time, back through distance, back to me.

If you get the notion in December to drop by for just a day,
There's that tiny little road that no one knows about. It's safe to go that way.
It's up between two fields, so the sunlight melts the ice by afternoon.
You'll see two houses by the fields. Someone's always there. If not, they'll be back soon.

So follow that road, snowdrifts just as far as you can see.
Follow that road back through time, back through distance, back to me.

You'll remember in the springtime how the puddles look like pieces of the sky,
Fallen down by the roadside to delight any stranger passing by.
The softness of the grass on Raven Hill where we counted stars at night--
You must know how much I miss you, and that any way you get here is all right.

Just follow that road, wildflowers just as far as you can see.
Follow that road back through time, back through distance, back to me.