He told me to get in the car,
He wouldn't tell me where we're going.
We drove on a deserted highway,
Where there an abode was nowhere to be seen
His hand rested on my thigh
And the reflection of the sky
Was cast upon his sunglasses
And the orange glow of the sunset
Was making his golden hair
Turn a orange-ish shade
And my eyes
Turned a lovestruck blue
And I felt

...peaceful.