Driving With The Brakes On - Del Amitri

Driving through the long night

Trying to figure who’s right and who’s wrong

Now the kid has gone

I sit belted up tight

She sucks on a match light, glowing bronze

Steering on

And I might be more of a man

If I stopped this in its tracks and say come on, lets go home

But she’s got the wheel

And I’ve got nothing except what I have on

When you’re driving with the brakes on

When you’re swimming with your boots on

It’s hard to say you love someone

And it’s hard to say you don’t

Trying to keep the mood right

Trying to steer the conversation from

The thing we’ve done

She shuts up the ashtray and I say it’s a long way back now hon

And she just yawns.

And we might get lost someplace so desolate that no one

where we’re from would ever come

But she’s got the wheel

And I’ve got to deal from now on

When you’re driving with the brakes on

When you’re swimming with your boots on

It’s hard to say you love someone

And it’s hard to say you don’t

But unless the moon falls tonight, unless continents collide

Nothing’s gonna make me break from her side

Cos when you’re driving with the breaks on

When you’re swimming with your boots on

It’s hard to say you love someone