I just want to ride,
Far or near,
By your side,
And away from here.
Driving to nowhere,
In our own sweet time;
Arriving to unknown somewheres,
With your hand in mine.
We'll forget the rest of our town,
While we go into the stars.
After we watch the sun go down,
From the hood of your car.
With that crisp summer air,
And your face shining in the light,
Not a worry or care,
Our old lives out of sight.
May 21, 2013
May 21, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
I just want to ride,
Far or near,
By your side,
And away from here.
Driving to nowhere,
In our own sweet time;
Arriving to unknown somewheres,
With your hand in mine.
We'll forget the rest of our town,
While we go into the stars.
After we watch the sun go down,
From the hood of your car.
With that crisp summer air,
And your face shining in the light,
Not a worry or care,
Our old lives out of sight.
Inspired by my desire to go on a road trip this summer but then the situation changed with the one I wanted to go with. So looks like it's just this.
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