We've been driving since the winter
The destination doesn't change
You know i can still remember

The day you asked me for my name

You are thee rock on the riverbed

Growing smoother every year
You are the voice inside my head
I can't believe you got me here


Stop the bus and turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar you see

And get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky
Tonight you're sleeping next to me


You give me something to remember
Each time you look into my eyes
You see through my trouble and my temper

And you call me out on every lie

Stop the bus and turn the radio up high

And grab the first guitar you see
And get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky
Tonight you're sleeping next to me