Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Commuter , by - Jeremy Messersmith. Song from the album The Silver City, in the genre ПопRelease date: 08.09.2009
Record label: Jeremy Messersmith
Song language: English
The Commuter |
| Some nights I can’t feel my beating heart, |
| I’ve got a second-hand body made with junk-yard parts. |
| An (ink-blot?) head that makes it hard to care, |
| Broke-down hands won’t get me anywhere. |
| But when I drive this car to work |
| I feel like I’m going places, |
| Landscapes all around me seem to change. |
| And when I drive this car to work |
| I feel like I’m made of something, |
| Some day things will start to go my way. |
| I spend my evenings lying on this couch, |
| Countin' all the cracks in this old house. |
| TV dinner boxes on the floor, |
| I’m down 'cause you don’t live here anymore. |
| But when I drive this car to work |
| I feel like I’m going places, |
| Landscapes all around me seem to change. |
| And when I drive this car to work |
| I feel like I’m made of something, |
| Some day things will start to go my way. |