Sunday Driving - Rivermaya

Drivin on a Sunday

Tucked in the

Mellow pace of life

I think about you as the

Sun blinks between the trees that waltz in the gentle breeze

I try to memorize the feelin

If you can

See

The world that I see

Hear

The beatin of my heart

Feel

The flame that grips me

Would you believe in us

Would you believe in us

The wind’s whisperin your name

Its slowdrivin me insane

My shelter, I daydream

Your hand in mine like

Sweet little melodies

I embrace the memories until you return

Into the arms you once called home and…