Letras
Cruising the M35 with my new friend
Too hot inside, sit up on the sunroof then
It's as if nothing matters now
It's like I might just find myself
Walk past the road block to get through back there
I like the view but I cannot breathe up here
I try to slow my heart rate down
Like when you fall and catch yourself
I wasn't sleeping when you found me
Wide awake on the concrete
Out driving with the radio on
I was happy with you
And all we had was the clothes on our backs
And it was more than enough for us
But if I'd stayed then it would not be the same
And we could never pretend it was
Sometimes you ask for advice and don't listen
Kicked out of the French club around 2am
And yet it doesn't matter now
At least that's what I tell myself
Move through the city on foot and not again
It's 39 degrees and no trees out here
Beside a highway on the ground
I try to cool my body down
I wasn't sleeping when you found me
Wide awake on the concrete
Out driving with the radio on
I was happy with you
And all we had was the clothes on our backs
And it was more than enough for us
But if I'd stayed then it would not be the same
And we could never pretend it was
Tripping on my words already
Ripping up my ticket, leave my bags with me
Stranded on the ground in a foreign city
It never really mattered what I say
Tripping on my words already
Ripping up my ticket, leave my bags with me
Stranded on the ground in a foreign city
It never really mattered what I say
I wasn't sleeping when you found me
Wide awake on the concrete
Out driving with the radio on
I was happy with you
And all we had was the clothes on our backs
And it was more than enough for us
But if I'd stayed then it would not be the same
And we could never pretend it was
And all we had was the clothes on our backs
And it was more than enough for us
But if I'd stayed then it would not be the same
And we could never pretend it was
Tripping on my words already
Ripping up my ticket, leave my bags with me
Stranded on the ground in a foreign city
It never really mattered what I say
Tripping on my words already
Ripping up my ticket, leave my bags with me
Stranded on the ground in a foreign city
It never really mattered what I say