Passenger (Demo)

Had a dream I was sitting right by your side

In the car we were driving

No roads, no signs

Clementine from the market, sunlight on your arm

Look down, the grass is purple to me

How I’d love to stay

Take your ticket, take it back again

Say there's nothing I owe

Paper bag filled to the brim

It's good to be back home

The way things are going

It's not the time I miss

Sing a song, the trees along

How I’d love to stay

Take your ticket, take it back again

Say there’s nothing I owe

Paper bag filled to the brim

Oh it's good to be back home