Love is a bit like driving You spend all your time learning the theory Practicing over and over again But when you get behind the wheel You can't help but freeze up 'Cause you already know that you can't be ready Not for every single scenario that'll come your way You might just find yourself losing control Hitting an obstacle so suddenly it sends you crashing through the windshield on to the open road Pieces of glass cutting into you Blood seeping through your clothes onto the heated ground A ringing in your ears, pain so intense You'd wish for it to end without a hope for survival. But maybe you'll drive just fine. Get to your destination with ease. Drive past woods and waterfalls and all places beautiful. Listen to birds chirping, the rustle of leaves. And if you are lucky Maybe you'd get a glimpse of rare lenticular clouds over coloured mountains. Or fire rainbows over dozens of frost flowers. And that's why we love anyway.