| In your car, the windows turn to milk with our breathing.
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| In your car, ignition’s off, no one will be leaving.
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| In your car, the music’s high and we’re both dreaming.
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| In your car, my hand on your thigh, my tears are streaming.
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| Everybody knows what’s on wheels can still be home.
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| You said you’d stay, but I know you’re bound to roam.
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| Baby, each one of us is moving.
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| I move you, you move me. |
| We move far and close so we’ll stay free.
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| Far and close so we’ll stay free,
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| far and close so we’ll stay free,
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| far and close so we’ll stay free.
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| In your car at night, we don’t see moons or shooting stars.
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| In your car at noon, we’re afraid to be seen for who we are.
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| In your car at dawn, you’re getting home and we’re apart.
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| In your car at night, your lips on mine, parked outside of any bar,
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| in your car we’re a silver bullet on the blackest tar.
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| Everybody knows what’s on wheels can still be home.
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| You said you’d stay, but I know you’re bound to roam.
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| Baby, each one of us is moving.
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| I move you, you move me, we move far and close so we’ll stay free.
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| Far and close so we’ll stay free,
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| far and close so we’ll stay free,
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| far and close so we’ll stay free. |