And I don't mean the short distances from your house to the school. I want to drive you someplace farther away, like my rehearsal in Newton. You'll sit in the passenger seat, and watch me. You'll see the grip of my hands on the steering wheel, how I slide them around and how I make turns. You'll watch my leg as I go from brake to gas pedal and how my foot leans on each. How I lean back and stretch at every red light, and the way my lips move silently to my music. And when they're not silent, you're hear my lips cursing things to all the other drivers. You'll hear my music playing and learn about me and everything I hear. You'll watch my eyes as they graze over the pavement, and glance through my mirrors, and you'll wonder what I'm thinking about. And I'll smile, and giggle, because I know we're thinking about each other and you're looking at me. I want to drive you somewhere.