Two Cups on the Dash
Style: Irish air

[Verse 1]
I hold the map but you choose the roads
You trace the yellow lines with your thumb
I love the way you trust where it goes
And how you never say where we'll end up

[Chorus]
Eilidh, you make the long roads short
Two paper cups going cold on the dash
Nobody else I'd want lost with
Eilidh, you turn the miles to laughs

[Verse 2]
Your cup's empty before we've left town
You still hand me half of what's mine
I watch you more than I watch the roads
And I never once mind losing time

[Pre-chorus]
Every mile looks the same from here
But you make even nowhere feel chosen
I could drive this road forever with you

[Chorus]
Eilidh, you make the long roads short
Two paper cups going cold on the dash
Nobody else I'd want lost with
Eilidh, you turn the miles to laughs

[Bridge]
We could take the wrong turn on purpose
Stay lost as long as you're steering
I'd give up every map I own
Just to keep this front seat near you

[Chorus]
Eilidh, you make the long roads short
Two paper cups going cold on the dash
Nobody else I'd want lost with
Eilidh, you turn the miles to laughs

[Outro]
Two cups still sit on the dashboard
Both empty now, both worth keeping

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