funkalicious!
Sunday, May 20, 2007
    we drive tonight,
    and you are by my side.
    We're talking about our lives,
    like we've known each other forever.
    the time flies by,
    with the sound of your voice.
    its close to paradise,
    with the end surely near.
    and if i could only stop the car
    and hold onto you,
    and never let go

    i'll never let go
    as we round the corner
    to your house
    you turned to me and said,
    "i'll be going through withdrawal of you
    for this one night we have spent."
    and, i want to speak these words
    but i guess i'll just bite my tongue,
    and accept "someday, somehow"

    as the words that we'll hang from.

    and i, i don't want to speak these words.
    'cause i, i don't want to make things any worse.
    and i, i don't want to speak these words.
    'cause i, i don't want to make things any worse.

    why does tonight, have to end?
    why don't we hit restart,

    and pause it at our favorite parts.
    we'll skip the goodbyes.
    if i had it my way,
    i'd turn the car around and runaway,
    just you and i.

-1:58 AM