My heart beats out a rhythm to the song on the radio,
my lips mimicking the words as we drive.
And no matter where we go,
how far we get from home,
I know I'll have your hand in mine the entire ride.
May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 5:42 PM UTC
My heart beats out a rhythm to the song on the radio,
my lips mimicking the words as we drive.
And no matter where we go,
how far we get from home,
I know I'll have your hand in mine the entire ride.