So take me somewhere further away, and I’ll keep on listening to every last word that you say. The syllables are glistening, reflected off the tip of your tongue. Refracted in my corneas and fed into my tired drunken brain, I can see what you’ve been saying all along. Drive home with nothing to do but to watch approaching shorelines with you. A long drive home is the perfect excuse for some quality lap time.
All day long, we played in the sand drinking cold beers with all our friends and started arguing in front of them… how embarrassing. So take me somewhere further away and I’ll keep on listening. It makes no sense to me but still makes sense to ask you to stay and watch the setting sun with me. A long drive home with nothing to say. Just an awkwardness between you and me. A long drive home, but seconds away from making the same damn mistakes we made all fucking day. But hey, it’s not your fault babe, so .driver keep driving
A long way from home, lost at sea. Just the ocean and me. Just the waves crashing into me. Just the ocean in front of me… but hey, it’s not your fault babe that it’s not like the movie’s ending. So hey, it’s no big secret, and it’s not your problem, so driver, keep driving away.