You used to pick me up,
And drive me around town.
I had my feet on the seat,
The window down.

My hair was blowing in the wind,
But I didn’t care.
I was riding there with you,
When I could’ve been anywhere else.

Time change.

Now I’m driving my own car,
One hand on the wheel,
The other wiping tears away,
Not knowing what to feel.

I see your car,
Everywhere I go.
But never your face,
Someone’s I don’t know.

But my heart still jumps,
Thinking it might be you.
Butterflies form in my stomach,
Wishing it was still us two.

Time change.

There’s some other girl,
Riding in my seat,
All around town,
Up and down every street.