Lyrics: David Baron
Music: David Baron
Keep your hands on the wheel
and your mind in the game
The order of time
switched up on you again
It's too late to turn around
You're too nervous to sleep
You sit by the road
and weep
We were never lovers
Lost souls with plans
The shape of your face is burned it's burned in my hands
When the day steals the light
You fall into the night
Not helpless or cruel just like home
You're closer every day
to finding your star
Grown weary of the road traveled too far
We were never lovers
Lost souls with plans
The shape of your face is burned it's burned in my hands
No, We'll never be lovers
And we'll never have plans
But tonight
We'll pretend
Hold me
Hold me dear
Hold me
Hold me dear
We were never lovers
Lost souls with plans
The shape of your face is burned it's burned in my hands
No, We'll never be lovers
And we'll never have plans
But tonight
We'll pretend