Drive Time Written-Unknown

there's so much to do,

but i would rather be out there,

out where the people,

are out like the sun,

out like you laying on the cold floor,

sun will fill you as it has me

and we will go out for a drive,

a drive down the boulevard,

past the high school

where we go

past the house your folks live in,

past the city

and we could let the sun

fill us to the brim

and forever we would ride,

two in a chariot made of artificial gold,

two of us in the sunlight,

singing along to the radio

because it smells like teen spirit and we know,

and we wish it would snow

because we have that funny feeling that we should be happy

even though my house is a disaster

and we are chasing after

the horizon in your car

and never stop until we get far away

and into the mountains

and we play our entire CD collection

and we are filled with sunlight

and we drive beneath the canopy of trees

and cruise in the shade

and we laugh and play,

i don't want this feeling to go away,

please don't go away.

because this is how it's supposed to be