Coffee Stained Scars

Drifting on motorways

Passing through airwaves

Coffee-stained scars from passing cars

Reflections in traffic

A faint smell of carsick

From work to home with his thoughts alone

'Cause it's oh, so hard to tell

If he’s up or down, I can’t tell

This onset tarmac malaise

I’m hoping it's just a phase

From work to home with his thoughts alone

We’ll go on a holiday

Get a little time away

I’ll tell him how I feel when he’s behind the wheel

'Cause it's oh so hard to tell

If he’s up or down, I can’t tell

I just want the man I love

I’m asking for answers

How can I tell, can I tell?

I’m asking for your answers now

I’m asking for answers

How can I tell, can I tell?

I’m asking for your answers now

We met in the second year

I had to persevere

On my way home with these thoughts alone

We’ll go on a holiday

Get a little time away

I’ll tell him how I feel when he’s behind the wheel

'Cause it's oh so hard to tell

If he’s up or down, I can’t tell

I just want the man I love

I’m asking for answers

How can I tell, can I tell?

I’m asking for your answers now

I’m asking for answers

How can I tell, can I tell?

I’m asking for your answers now

Drifting on motorways

Passing through airwaves

Coffee-stained scars from passing cars