I know it's late now I know I ought to go
Ride in your car now but please don't drop me home
My head's so heavy, could this be all a dream?
Promise me maybes and say things you don't mean
Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just
Drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you

Keep my heart turning on axles around you
Keep our love burning just like it used to do
Now just for us, they could play our favourite tune
Let's not discuss all these things we can't undo
Let

Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just
Drive, drive, drive
Take me through make me fell alive, alive
When I ride with you

Rain fall from concrete coloured sky
No boy, don't speak now you just drive

-Drive, Bic Runga-

i think i am going a little mad over the whole thing. dont get too upset with me when sometimes i dont really want to say a word, it is only because i dont know what to say and i dont want to screw things up. it is very trying i know. it is a difficult place to be, i hope you understand because i am really nowhere here nor nowhere there. the whole of the last three days was not easy to get through only because everywhere i go i am reminded of how i dont really have you. so please, dont get upset with me when i appear cold and unresponsive because i am trying really hard to be strong for you. maybe when i am able to find the correct words to put everything into perspective, i will be okay. i am sorry, my dear.