drive

We know well there's a place that's meant for us
There's an etch in the door where she grew up
And I know it's a risk, that silver dream
But it's pulling on us like the string on a seam

Mom's on the porch and she's waving
Dad's by her side holding her hand tight
I'm in the driver's seat, I say, "You alright?"
She grabs my hand and we drive

And we drive

Skip me like a stone, show me where we're going
'Cause I know not knowing is the way we wanted
Don't look back 'cause we're driving on a fault line
Me and you, yeah, we know it's time that
We make love with a world that's out of place
Twisted trees on a cold Cali highway
Bottle shop in the shadow of the Fenway
Bad on time, but we'll never be late, yeah

Mom's on the porch and she's waving
Dad's by her side holding her hand tight
I'm in the driver's seat, I say, "You alright?"
She grabs my hand and we drive

Mom's on the porch and she's waving
Dad's by her side holding her hand tight
I'm in the driver's seat, I say, "You alright?"
She grabs my hand and we drive



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Torrey, Zachary Skelton, Scott Helman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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