Driving

I was on a mission from god
I could feel it in my bones
In the front seat of your car
You were driving me home
Dead of summer
A/C’s On
IPod’s In I wanna play you a song

(Driving)

Out the window
The greens are greener
Than they’ve ever looked in our old home town
I’m excited
And you’re smiling
Could I bring the moment to its crisis?

(Driving Home)

I’ve been dreaming
Of being with you
In every dream that i’ve had for so long
Now you’re driving
And I can share what’s inspiring
My point of view and path…

But then
Like a disguised Athena
Is our English teacher

Walking home in this brutal hеat
With a big black bag strapped over her shouldеr
And her face was red
As she walked up that hill
Trudging on this summer day
You say “was that Ms. O’Hara?”
I don’t know what to do
Surely it’s the right thing to go and get her
But what about my moment of truth?

(Driving Home)

I said “no, let’s keep going”
You agree but with disappointment
I feel strange, like fight or flight
And the song I’ve waited to play you for so long
Oozes out of
Your car speakers
This wasn’t the effect I had planned on

Now you’re driving
And it’s silent
A decision, I think I picked wrong
Dropped me off
And I Said goodbye
And your chest didn’t get red like it used to

I walked home
With my head hanging low
Depressed that there was No chance to
The only chance i had to take
Was to stop and give our teacher a surprise break
But I was on this mission from god
And I couldn’t see what would’ve been more fun…

Next time I will
Follow chance
Instead of fearing how it could ruin my one shot at romance

I’m driving, driving home