We've been driving since the winter nThe destination doesn't change nYou know I can still remember nThe day you asked me for my name nnYou are the rock on the riverbed nGrowing smoother every year nYou are the voice inside my head nI can't believe that you got me here nnStop the bus and turn the radio up high nAnd grab the first guitar you see nAnd get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky nTonight you're sleeping next to me nnYou give me something to remember nEach time you look into my eyes nYou see through my trouble and my temper nAnd you call me out on every lie nnStop the bus and turn the radio up high nAnd grab the first guitar you see nAnd get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky nTonight you're sleeping next to me nnStop the bus and turn the radio up high nAnd grab the first guitar that you see nAnd get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky nTonight you're sleeping next to mennWhy don't you stop the bus and turn the radio up highnAnd grab the first guitar that you seenAnd get out the old flare gun and throw it to the skynTonight you're sleeping next to, next to me