When I Drive

The September When

Sometimes when the pressure
Gets too hard for me
And the rain pours on my head
My feet won't walk me
And my eyes won't see
And my coat is soaking wet
But when I drive
My car so independently alive
When I drive
Look out here I come
Speeding through the night
I could never never feel more free
And there ain't no speed
That can scare me
Saturday night I follow the motorway lights
I'll get there in the end
The click clacking of machinery
Tends to hold you mezmorised
I do believe that I have
Found a way
Through the chaos
& the lies
It's when I drive
My car silhouetted by the pale moonlight
When I drive
Look out here I come speeding
Through the cold winter night

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