Your car is from 1983 But when I get in, it smells like you and me The days go by fast, I can barely breathe We take trips and reach heights that the rest won't see You always tell me time is by my side After each day, it sounds like more of a lie And I'd feel bad if I ever made you cry So I think, when I leave, I won't say goodbye
Your car is from 1983 But when I get in, it smells like you and me The days go by fast, I can barely breathe We take trips and reach heights that the rest won't see You always tell me time is by my side After each day, it sounds like more of a lie And I'd feel bad if I ever made you cry So I think when I leave, I won't say goodbye