Driver

I'll tell you about the driver
Who lives inside my head
He starts me up and stops me
And puts me in to bed
He opens up my mouth
When it's time for me to talk
And fires up my legs
When he wants me to walk
Keeps my eyes open
For most of the day
Adds to my memories
The things that people say
When he makes decisions
I don't have to wait
But sometimes it seems that
He's got too much on his plate
Like this morning when I woke up
He dressed me in this shirt
It looks a little ragged
Where he dragged me through the dirt
I'm moving through this life
And I'm thinking about the next
And hope that when I get there
That I'll be better dressed
He keeps my eyes open
For most of the day
Adds to my memories
The things that people say
When he makes decisions
I don't have to wait
I'll tell you about the driver
Who lives inside my head



Credits
Writer(s): Ernest Anastasio, Tom Marshall
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