Drive - Tim Finn, Bic Runga, Dave Dobbyn

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 colored skies

No boy don’t speak now

You just drive

Drive

Drive

Take me through make me feel 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 skies

No boy don’t speak now

You just drive

Drive

Drive

Speed me through

Make me feel alive

Alive

When I ride with you

Rain fall from concrete coloured skies

No boy don’t speak now

You just drive