Back to You (Drive)

Another Sunday comes to morning

As her eyes dawn to grey

And though the smile has yet to touch her lips

I feel myself turn away

A four-lane highway to greet me down the road

I bought two cups of coffee not knowing which way lies home

And though it's started and I feel I can't go on

Something drives me through this radio song

This faith that you would someday come to me

Is just the means by which I hide from truth, ignore reality

When all I want, to hold, to know, to be

Comes back to you, back to you

Here with me

The days they passed far too quickly for my eyes

As without warning you had gone, said no goodbyes

To find another life without me by your side

To forget the love we'd promised all those lonely nights

This faith that you would someday come to me

Is just the means by which I hide from truth, ignore reality

When all I want, to hold, to know, to be

Comes back to you, back to you

Here with me

How could you forget so easily?

This faith that you would someday come to me

Is just the means by which I hide from truth, ignore reality

When all I want, to hold, to know, to be

Comes back to you, back to you

Here with me