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Passenger Seat

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Passenger Seat

I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen

From the passenger seat as
You are driving me home...

Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes and try
To tell the difference between
Shooting stars and satellites

From the passenger seat as
You are driving me home...

"Do they collide?"
I ask and you smile.
With my feet on the dash
The world doesn't matter...

When you feel embarrassed
Then i'll be your pride
When you need directions
Then i'll be the guide

For all time...
For all time...

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