Driving

I was on a mission from God

And I could feel it in my bones

In the front seat of your car

You were driving me home

Dead of summer

AC's on

iPod's in I wanna play you a song

Out the window

The greens are greener

Than they've ever looked in our old home town

I'm excited

And you're smiling

Could I bring moment to it's crisis?

(Driving home)

I've been dreaming of being with you

In every dream that I've had for so long

Now you're driving

And I can share what's inspiring

My point of view and path

But then like a disguised Athena

Is our English teacher

Walking home in this brutal heat

With a big black bag strapped over her shoulder

And her face was red as she walked up that hill

Trudging on this summer day

You say, "Was that Ms. O'Hara?"

And I don't know what to do

Surely it's the right thing to go and get her

But what about my moment of truth?

(Driving home-oh-oh-oh-ome)

I said, "No, let's keep going"

You agree but with disappointment

I feel strange, like fight or flight

And the song I've waited to play you for so long

Oozes out of your car speakers

This wasn't the effect I had planned on

Now you're driving

And it's silent

A decision I think I picked wrong

Dropped me off

And I said goodbye

And your chest didn't get red like it used to

I walked home

With my head hanging low

Depressed that there was no chance to

The only chance I had to take

Was to stop and give our teacher a surprise break

But I was on this mission from God

And I couldn't see what would've been more fun

Next time I will

Follow chance

Instead of fearing how it could ruin my one shot at romance