Drive

James Bourne, John Fields

Who knew that i would the only one
Have I been blinded by that setting sun
Objects are closer than they appear
Tonight
Back when our journey had only just begun
And everyone question was a loaded one
Remember the hunger in every bite


Cause I wish you could
And I would you would
Cause it’s so fun to drive
But the keys to the car
I don’t know where they are
And its the end of the ride
At’s the end of the ride
And its the end


But do we live to fight another day
And so we say the thing’s we’ll never say
Or is there just something we hold onto and keep inside
Maybe it’s time to make a gateway
Cause who likes music these days anyway
Those bright idea they won’t count for much
But keep in mind


That I wish they could
And I would they would
Cause as they make me feel alive
But the keys to the car
I don’t know where they are
And its the end of the ride
It’s the end, the ride
It’s the end of, the ride
It’s the end, the ride
It’s the end of, the drive

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