"DRIVE HOME"

 

"DRIVE HOME"

Night falls and I wait here

You come close predictably clear

Half of me reads between lines

Other half in brick walls confined

Do we feel what we think’s true

Say we do but is it you

Same story played before

Three hours and you’re out the door

Heart in your backseat

Three hour drive complete

Miss me call you say

Keep my head spinning that way

Drive away and I’m here alone

Phones buzz words cold as stone

Your voice whispers through the night

My heart taking flight

Brick walls breaking apart

Predictability darts

Question what’s real what’s fake

Hearts both bend till they break

Heart in your backseat

Three hour drive complete

Miss me call you say

Keep my head spinning that way