Drive
My hands wrapped around your stick shiftSwerving on the 405, I can never keep my eyes off thisMy neck, the feeling of your soft lipsIlluminated in the light, bouncing off the exit signs I missed
All we do is driveAll we do is think about the feelings that we hideAll we do is sit in silence waiting for a signSick and full of prideAll we do is drive
And California never felt like home to meAnd California never felt like homeAnd California never felt like home to meUntil I had you on the open road and now we're singing
Your laugh, echoes down the hallwayCarves into my hollow chest, spreads over the emptinessIt's blissIt's so simple but we can't stayOver analyze again, would it really kill you if we kissed
All we do is driveAll we do is think about the feelings that we hideAll we do is sit in silence waiting for a signSick and full of prideAll we do is drive
And California never felt like home to meAnd California never felt like homeAnd California never felt like home to meUntil I had you on the open road and I was singing