The Drive
Lyrics
Someday I'll come home
Someday I'll come home
I don't know when
But I'll make it there again
I'll come home
We've been painting our walls
Painting our walls
'Cause the winter time will come
And the colors will have gone
But they're on our walls
I've been singing for the drive
I'll be trying to make it out alive
I just want to run
I just want to run
I don't know how
But I'll start running right now
I want to run
I've been praying, you know
Praying, oh no
With my hands clenched into fists
I've been writing holy lists
Oh no
I've been singing for the drive
I've been trying to make it out alive
I've been singing for the drive
I'll be trying to make it out alive
Writer(s): Chan Benicki
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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