歌词
I wash your car at the drive-in lane
Steer it in from the cold and the rain
[Instrumental]
Feel my grip on the wheels of the name
Giving into my role, vanishing
And I find myself
As any other apparition
Unable to open the door
I have prepared to be yours
With all our days there
How am I intangible?
[Instrumental]
Through the shield, is there more to this than what surrounds me?
Bitter sting of the space between your arms and me
Do you go, now I measure every day's dance
Once you've left, I will savor every measurement
[Instrumental]
Just as soon as it's begun
Heaters blow and rise the sun
Written by: Arone Dyer
