Wont you turn the music up for me? In the middle of no where, brush my hand against your cheek And I'm lovestruck in your passenger seat Drive me up to your place 'til theres no one else but you and me The sky is such a pretty shade of pink I'll tell you bout my secrets and you'll tell me what you think There on your backseat reclined, you can tell me 'bout your life And then we'll dream about the things that we could be So when will you come pick me up from my place again? Cause im waiting for when we can begin and I'm praying that this roadtrip's not a game of pretend Oh I'm hoping that this won't ever end Why don't you play music anymore? This is going no where, its nothing like before Now I'm wondering in your passenger seat, will you still drive me to your place? Is there still such thing as you and me? So when will you come pick me up from my place again? Cause im worried we wont ever begin And I feel like we're both heading towards separate ends Wont you let me know if that's the case by then? I see it up ahead, it's coming closer A freeway that's so distant from me Beside it is a highway that feels like home And we don't know where we're both meant to be So when will you come pick me up from my place again? It's a question that you can't comprehend Now I'm travelling alone and it's a lot to take in Guess I'll have to learn to be alone 'til then Sad to say, our roadtrip's come to an end
Nobody else of belle please🙏❤
Wont you turn the music up for me?
In the middle of no where, brush my hand against your cheek
And I'm lovestruck in your passenger seat
Drive me up to your place 'til theres no one else but you and me
The sky is such a pretty shade of pink
I'll tell you bout my secrets and you'll tell me what you think
There on your backseat reclined, you can tell me 'bout your life
And then we'll dream about the things that we could be
So when will you come pick me up from my place again?
Cause im waiting for when we can begin
and I'm praying that this roadtrip's not a game of pretend
Oh I'm hoping that this won't ever end
Why don't you play music anymore?
This is going no where, its nothing like before
Now I'm wondering in your passenger seat, will you still drive me to your place?
Is there still such thing as you and me?
So when will you come pick me up from my place again?
Cause im worried we wont ever begin
And I feel like we're both heading towards separate ends
Wont you let me know if that's the case by then?
I see it up ahead, it's coming closer
A freeway that's so distant from me
Beside it is a highway that feels like home
And we don't know where we're both meant to be
So when will you come pick me up from my place again?
It's a question that you can't comprehend
Now I'm travelling alone and it's a lot to take in
Guess I'll have to learn to be alone 'til then
Sad to say, our roadtrip's come to an end
Somber and solemn pls