Drive

Wipers on high

And you barely see

In the snow and rain

White crosses shine

Swallowed by miles

Burning away

Time moves quick

But the road always feels so slow

Can't feel heat when a mind decides

To cling in the cold

What do you think about?

What goes in and out your mind?

Watching white lines go by

Listen to the motor hum

Play the steering wheel like a drum

La-da-dum-dum into the night

He says, "I ain't going back inside"

C'mon, and drive

Drive

C'mon and drive

We shiver, and we cry

Like wounded skylarks

Hear the call and response

Out in the dark

Two young souls

Cursing at the stars

Singing prayers of broken hearts

And searching for a spark

What do you think about?

What goes in and out your mind?

Watching white lines go by

Listen to the motor hum

Play the steering wheel like a drum

La-da-dum-dum into the night

He says, "Don't ask me to hide

I ain't going back to that life

Tonight or any other night"

What do you think about?

What goes in and out your mind?

Watching white lines go by

Listen to the motor hum

Play the steering wheel like a drum

La-da-dum-dum into the night

He says, "Don't ask me to hide

I ain't going back to that life"

C'mon and drive

Drive

Drive

C'mon and drive