Lyrics

I know it's late now, I know I ought to go. Ride in your car now, But please don't drop me home. My head's so heavy, Could this be all a dream? Promise me maybe's, And say things you don't mean. Let rain fall from concrete coloured skies. No boy don't speak now you just drive. Drive, drive speed me through. Make me feel alive, Alive. When I ride with you. Outro: Let rain fall from concrete coloured skies. No boy don't speak now you just drive.
Writer(s): Bic Runga Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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