Jonathan Kingham
Hardwood Floors
Well, it's just a bit past sundown
The sky is still red
And I am trying to find a way
To drive you from my head
And I'm a million miles from nowhere
And I don't care
I watch the city lights fading in my mirror
Whenever my remorse comes a little clearer
And I know there's just one thing left for me to do
So I gotta drive
Never turning around again
Only slowing down
Just enough time to fill it up again
And when your memory comes to me at night
And there's nowhere left to run
I just face the west and chase
The setting sun
Oh, just the other day
On a crowded city street
I swore I saw your face
My heart skipped a beat
And I coolly moved to the other side of the room
I couldn't stand for you to see me
In the state that I'm in
I tried to force a smile
And ask how you been
But I know that the pain in my eyes would surely show
So I gotta drive
Never turning around again
Only slowing down
Just enough time to fill it up again
And when your memory comes to me at night
And there's nowhere left to run
I just face the west and chase
The setting sun

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