Route 353

My car ride home tonight reminded me of you
The perfect temperature, not too hot, and with a breeze to boot
All four windows down, just letting it surround me
My body relaxed and breathing with the tempo
Of some beautiful song playing in the background
If you were here I'd be using your left hand as a cymbal
For my make believe drum set while I play along
To the same song singing us home
I'm driving with cruise control on
Every limb at ease
No need for breaks
Wherever I'm going it's in a straight line
If I were to get into an accident I would certainly survive
The way a drunk driver always lives through a crash
But I'd remain fine for far more romantic reasons
My speed remains steady
My eyes focused
And my lips reaching for the stars above
Your hair would be a mess
Flying recklessly with the wind
I'd love every second of it
While you try to wrangle each piece
As they slip right through your bone-thin fingers
The smoothest road I've ever driven
With the prettiest view I've ever seen
The route I took tonight reminds me of you