Is it strange I like to drive?
These roads can be dangerous.
Sometimes though I need a breath of air.
Air

Is it strange I like to drive?
These roads can be dangerous.
Sometimes though I need a breath of air.
Air

At night. At night.
Alone. Alone.

Sun is setting
And the city lights
Are getting brighter as we get ready for the night

Out the window
Fireworks paint the sky
Huddled together you make me feel wrong its right

Slip away, slip away with me
We leave tomorrow
Have some bravery

Drink in the s