Driving with the music on
Volume turned to ten
I've listen to this song ten thousand times
And a hundred over again
The drum keeps pulse of the road I'm traveling down
The bass helping me search
For a feeling that can't be found
I sing the words in step and tune
And convince myself I'm not singing for you
The sky is dark and clear
It's a straight shot straight out of here
But the scene in my rear view mirror
Keeps creeping up, it's growing nearer
The memory of that aiport is
Closer than it appears
But I'm crossing the town line
And my heart is switching gears
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