Instrumental Crossed over Another state county line There are more to pass Than the ones we have left behind Every city Starts to look just like the same Every street is only known by its little name If I were hidden in the trees Would you come looking there for me? If all these mountains folded over Would you come down digging deep? If I were hidden in the trees Would you come looking there for me? If all these mountains folded over Would you come down digging deep? Do you know just how far it feels now When we are traveling these foreign fields? My legs shake Bumpy lines on figure eights My will breaks One more just to think of you If I were hidden in the trees If all these mountains folded over If I were hidden in the trees (Would you come looking there for me?) If all these mountains folded over (Would you come down digging deep?) If I were hidden in the trees (Would you come looking there for me?) If all these mountains folded over (Would you come down digging deep?) If I were hidden in the trees Would you come looking there for me? If all these mountains folded over Would you come down digging deep? If I were hidden in the trees Would you come looking there for me? If all these mountains folded over Would you come down digging deep?