Music: BRONTE (Sophia Hawley)
Driving down south,
Going back to the place
Where I missed your mouth
But the water touches me differently now
My eyes, they're looking out at the crowd
Not down,
Not down
Floating, and my feet can barely touch the ground
I'm swimming,
I can hardly hear a sound
But my voiceโwords floating in and out
And I'm flying,
Baby, I'm not being held down
Not down,
Not down,
Not down
I'm looking out
I'm going where the wind takes me
And I'm flying where the wind sails me
I'm driving where your car takes me
Wherever the highways lead me
I'm going where the wind takes me
And I'm flying where the wind sails me
I'm driving where your car takes me
Wherever the highways lead me
Not down,
Not down,
Not down
I'm looking out