I've been driving this twisting road,
Every turn changes me,
My grip tightens on the wheel,
I can't contain myself,
A tempting blue eyed lady is waiting,
She is only inches away,
But we are are now a country apart,
and every twist plucks another string,
My heart aches,
The windows are down,
Her hair is blowing in the wind,
I can see straight through,
She is pure,
She is perfect,
She is my west.
Aug 24, 2012
Aug 24, 2012 at 12:50 AM UTC
I've been driving this twisting road,
Every turn changes me,
My grip tightens on the wheel,
I can't contain myself,
A tempting blue eyed lady is waiting,
She is only inches away,
But we are are now a country apart,
and every twist plucks another string,
My heart aches,
The windows are down,
Her hair is blowing in the wind,
I can see straight through,
She is pure,
She is perfect,
She is my west.