On a drive up the California coast
My color drained I'm living as a ghost
Took the map into my shaking hands
And slowly Xed out all our plans
Tell me when you last saw me crack a smile
Tell me when your heart became a place of exile
A place of exile
(No I cannot give what I don't have, it's impossible)
So we grasp at some kind of paradise lies just ahead
If we drive through the night we just might hit it
I just wanna drive straight through the night with you
Yeah take me home
Tell me when you last saw me crack a smile
Tell me when your heart became a place of exile
A place of exile
(No I cannot give what I don't have, it's impossible)
So we grasp at some kind of paradise lies just ahead
If we drive through the night we just might hit it
I just wanna drive straight through the night with you
Yeah take me home

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