Come Away With Me

Picture this. 

You're driving alone, around 6.30 in the evening. The sun is not about to set actually. It's just there, waiting to come down but not yet. The heat is not scorching, and yet you can feel it. The light is not that bright but enough to make you squint a bit. The wind breezes through and your hair just can't sit still. The highway is not that full, but not so empty at the same time. Thinking on what you had done, you listen to Norah Jones' Come Away With Me. Suddenly you feel it. 

How to describe the feeling? I don't know. But I felt it. Serenity, I guess. Thanks Keen, for teaching me to find the right moment. ;)

Come away with me in the night
Come away with me
And I will write you a song

Come away with me on a bus
Come away where they can't tempt us
With their lies

I want to walk with you 
On a cloudy day
In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high
So won't you try to come

Come away with me and we'll kiss
On a mountaintop
Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you

And I want to wake up with the rain
Falling on a tin roof
While I'm safe there in your arms
So all I ask is for you
To come away with me in the night
Come away with me