BOY - Drive Darling Lyrics
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Drive Darling
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What Are The Lyrics For Drive Darling By BOY?
You close the door and start the motor
I roll the window down I raise my hand and wave goodbye To neighborhood queens and clowns and Children in the front yards They hide and seek and laugh I can almost hear you thinking How could these days go by so fast And no rear view could picture What we leave behind Drive darling, drive darling, Drive darling, drive darling, drive A silent conversation No words cause there's no need We let the tapes mix up the years And press repeat and press repeat The trunk is filled with records And books and tears and clothes I'm smiling on the surface I'm scared as hell below And no rear view could picture What we leave behind Drive darling, drive darling, Drive darling, drive darling, drive Good morning freedom Good night lullabies Drive darling, drive darling, Drive darling, drive darling, drive And when we arrive The hardest of goodbyes You will dry my eyes Somehow you're always by my side The one who holds my kite And watches over all my flights Once, once that we arrive The hardest of goodbyes You will dry my eyes Somehow you're always by my side The one who holds my kite And watches over all my flights And no rear view could picture What we leave behind Drive darling, drive darling, Drive darling, drive darling, drive |
Who Wrote Drive Darling By BOY?
Philipp Steinke, Sonja Glass, Valeska Anna Steiner
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What's The Duration Of The Drive Darling By BOY?The duration of Drive Darling is 3:52 minutes and seconds. |
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