Sex In Cars [Road Angel Project]

Inara George

Sunday we'd drive around
Rolling on pavement
That was just laid down

We didn't need a stop sign
Pull off to the side of the road
To do it one more time
I liked that look in your eyes
And how you'd prophesize

Look how you lean into me
Filled up the space in between us
Like a remedy
It's something I needed from you
Can't think of anything else
It's all I wanted to do
You got me from the inside
With that look in your eyes

Facing up to the blue
I felt the weight of you
You got me saying hello, hello, hello
Then you wrote my name on the steamed up window

Not just my memory
We've been doing this now
Almost a century

Get in the back of the car
Don't have to start it up
For you to get real far
I liked the things that you'd say
This is the way we pray

Facing up to the blue
I felt the weight of you
You got me saying hello, hello, hello
Then you wrote my name on the steamed up window

And we'd talk, and we'd talk, and we'd talk, and we'd talk
And we'd talk, and we'd talk
And we'd drive, and we'd drive, and we'd drive
Until we'd just had to stop

Facing up to the blue
I felt the weight of you
You got me saying hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Then you wrote my name on the steamed up window

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