And I say, "Just go.
Please, Dave, just drive.
Get us as far as far can be.
Get us away from tonight."
And I say, "I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to yell,
I'm having a bad week
I miss my mom."
We drive
Dave steps on the gas
The world that's flying by is slick and smooth
Big waves of light
The radio is playing Queen
we're rocking out
And we're going now
'Cause, hey, this is it
This is where we are
Out here where silence is
Seventy miles an hour, windows up tight
And I am home.
And I say, "Just go.
Please, Dave, just drive.
Get us as far as far can be.
Get us away from tonight."
Seventy miles an hour, Windows up tight
And I am home.
