Thoughtfully.
I'm lying on my bed, face-down. I've got my feet pointing to the ceiling. Tired of pretending, and running around. It's hard to tell you exactly how I'm feeling.
So come on, get up, get outside We're going for a ride to a place we've almost always never been to Please follow me and hold the wheel while I run my fingers through your hair one last time.
Take of your shoes and follow me. I won't let go of your hand. Together we'll go to a place far away where we don't have to pretend.
So come on, get up, get outside We're going for a ride to a place we've almost always never been to deep inside your heart. Please listen to me and close your eyes While I run my fingers through your hair one last time. one last time.
One last time I'll hold your hand I'll kiss your lips I'll tell you oh how much I love you and we don't have to pretend
That we're running away, this time, We're going for a ride to a place we've almost always never been before Just stay with me forever more while I run my fingers through your hair one last time.
