In Command Of Cars - Snow Patrol

It was the bridge she flung herself off I used to see her

Standing on one side as if too frightened to walk across

And sometimes stand still and drive some invisible car

Toes on the edge of the pavement

To steer her clear of the car that hit her on the way down

Rubbing asphalt in her wounds

A love that won’t die only tortures nothing else no comfort no future brakes a

fair-few up

If there is a god someone wake him up and tell him to sort it out

Tell him to sort it out

Command of cars you drive

Command of cars you drive

He sits and stares at the road

White lines blur into black

Until he sees nothing else

He tried to cope with her loss

By forgetting who he was

But he’d never forget her face

I saw him make the first move

To follow her all the way down

The wire for the last time

He dreamt he’d taken a dive

And called her on the way down

And now he can sleep at night

He still has a lock of her hair

He gave her a lock of his own

He clenches it tight in his hand

Command of cars you drive

Command of cars you drive

Command of cars you drive

Command of cars you drive