TRAFFIC

There was an accident on the freeway
I couldn't make it home fast enough
I better get home its getting late
But the off ramp was closed

Parked in a parking lot at a market
Said I'd be home in 35 or so
Wishing in a genie bottle that I could stay
Unfortunately I gotta get home

Traffic is your nickname
I use it as an excuse
White lies are the only
Thing that'll lead me to you (late at night)

Too bad that traffic is bad
Nothing to do about that
So we'll kill the time away with love
Move from the front to the back
I have a feeling we'll loose track
Of time we'll get carried to

Place and time
Where heaven is you
The human race does
Not exist with you

Place and time
We play the fool of rules
When I play love to you
Heaven is you

I blame my absence on the traffic all day
Couldn't help myself
You may wonder every time why theres a delay
Couldn't help ourselves

Should I pull over to the side for a little assist
Guess I could do it on my own if I need to
But why when you're the one I could never resist
Can't help myself

Traffic is your nickname
I use it as an excuse
White lies are the only
Thing that'll lead me to you (late at night)

Too bad that traffic is bad
Nothing to do about that
So we'll kill the time away with love
Move from the front to the back
I have a feeling we'll loose track
Of time get carried to

Place and time
Where heaven is you
The human race does
Not exist with you

Place and time
We play the fool of rules
When I play love to you
Heaven is you

Place and time
You and I
Place and time
When I play love to you
Heaven is you

You heaven is you
You heaven is you
You heaven is you heaven is
You heaven is you

You heaven is you



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriella Evangelista
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