Burning Gas

Here in my car
Is were I like to be
Watching things go by past me

I wake up in the morning
Wash my face and clear my eyes
I get myself into some jeans
And go out for a drive

Wonder where I'm going
Strolling around on these roads
Where will I ever end up
I will never know

Then I take a turn
And start to slow down
I find myself here
Right infront of his house

Here in my car
I use my phone
Change my mind
Cause he's not home

In my rerview
Are the things I left behind
I ask myself do I go back
No, its just not right

Here in my car
Is where I like to be
Watching things go by past me