Driving to a Springsteen song
it's be a lie to my soul if I didn't sing along.
In the desert with the windows down,
the tears are barely out before their gone.
You seem to think I'm a fancy type
looking down on love from the high life.
Well, I've a dream or two
but the simple life will do.
I'll wait for you while I drive away.
I left as a favor. I'm friendly they all say.
If you'd unlocked your door
and I'd turned around,
I'd be kissing you by now.
One thought of you is a thousand sighs.
Your logic is clean as a butter knife.
…asking me for a freer life.
I would've been your wife.
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