Sex in Cars: Road Angel Project

Lyrics: Inara George Music: Inara George Sunday we’d drive around Rolling on pavement That was just laid down We didn’t need a stop sign Pull off to the side of the road To do it one more time I liked that look in your eyes And how you’d prophesize Look how you’d lean into me Filled up the space in between us Like a remedy It’s something I needed from you Can’t think of anything else It’s all I wanted to do You got me from the inside With that look in your eye Facing up to the blue, I felt the weight of you You got me saying hello, hello, hello. Then you wrote my name on the steamed up window Not just my memory We’ve been doing this now Almost a century Get in the back of the car Don’t have to start it up For you to get real far I liked the things that you’d say This is the way that we pray Facing up to the blue, I felt the weight of you You got me saying hello, hello, hello. Then you wrote my name on the steamed up window And we’d talk and we’d talk and we’d talk and we’d talk And we’d drive and we’d drive and we’d drive until we just had to stop Facing up to the blue, I felt the weight of you You got me from the inside, with that look in your eye I just keep saying hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello Then you wrote my name on the steamed up window