Machinist

Morning Drive
One day I'll be happy One day you will see Such a blooming potential But that's not all I can be I could be your King Arthur I could be your North Star We could grace the round table Well, that Guinevere was a whore Don't you know I'll be happy One day I will settle down And get my shit put together And stop fucking around Just please go where I can follow Please be my Shooting Star You could be my co-pilot, but I like you just how you are It takes me back to Granville High School And a morning drive across the neighborhood I try my voice but it wont make a sound Because the Winter is pulling me down If I weren't such a liar Letras de cancionesI'd get it all off my chest Oh how the summer reminds me Of happiness at its best You know how it drives me crazy That if we got in my car and drove ourselves cross the border Theyd accept us for who we are We'd have a glorious wedding You'd say “VanCouver, it is” In sunny British Columbia Where American Dreams don't exist It takes me back to Granville High School And a morning drive across the neighborhood I try my voice but it wont make a sound Because the Winter is pulling me down From Letras Mania