18 acessos
It's a game that I often play with myself sometimes
I pretend that I'm not alone and I'm doing fine
Drving in your car last night
The world was quickly passing by
We both know but don't task why
We belong
We drive on
It's a mess and this town gets old I don't want to die
I confess that I call this home only half the time
The possibilities explode
Like day breaks on an open road
The music follows where we go
And we drive
Tonight