I know it’s late
Now I know I ought to go
Riding your car now
But please don’t drop me home
My head’s so heavy
Could this be all a dream
Promise me maybes and
Say things you don’t mean
Rain falling from concrete colored skies
No boy don’t speak now
You just drive
Drive
Drive
Take me through
Make me feel alive
Alive
When I ride with you
Keep my heart turning
On axles around you
Keep our love burning
Just like it used to do
Now just for us
They could play our favorite tune
Let’s not discuss
All the things we can’t undo
Let rain fall from concrete colored skies
No boy don’t speak now
You just drive
Drive
Drive
Speed me through
Make me feel alive
Alive
When I ride with you
Rain falling from concrete colored skies
No boy don’t speak now
You just drive
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