6 P.M. at the Station

Tell me stories only the gods know about
Take me places only the unknown found
So, why won't we go out?
All that's left is far
Far from this parking lot
Don't stop when it all starts
And you're all I want now
When the sun goes down

I dream of a breeze of fresh air
While I go through storms to get there

I wanna drive 'til the end of times
To see your face again
6 p.m. at the station
I wanna drive 'til the end of times
To see your face again
My hands are stuck on the steering wheel

I wanna run in the countryside
Through the fields we would drive by
In a place where no tree would ever die
Would ever die
Let's see the city with children's eyes
Everything would be so big and bright
Innocence coming back
Running at every red light
Like there's no right or wrong
Like we're on top of it all
'Cause baby you're all I want
You're all I want

Dreaming of a breeze of fresh air
While I go through storms to get there

I wanna drive 'til the end of times
To see your face again
6 p.m. at the station
I wanna drive 'til the end of times
To see your face again
My hands are stuck on the steering wheel

I wanna drive 'til the end of times
To see your face again
6 p.m. at the station
I wanna drive 'til the end of times
To kiss your lips again
My hands are stuck on the steering wheel



Credits
Writer(s): Leah Lacked
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