Текст: Patty Griffin. Silver Bells. Driving.

Driving and driving
Thinking about you
Keep the car in the lines
What else would I do
I look straight ahead
Lock all of my doors
So tired of driving
Don't wanna drive no more

Driving and driving
Fast forward rewind
Every morning and night
Every day of my life
Thinking about you
Hugging that curb
I think of jumping the skyway
But I don't have the nerve
I don't have the nerve

Oh by the way, did I tell you what you do to me
One way or another if gets me home

Driving and driving
There's nothing on the radio
There's an accident ahead
Everyone is moving slow
Police cars everywhere
There's an ambulance too
It looks pretty bad
As I make my way through
And I creep past the wreck and I think about you
I got a pain in my neck and I think about you
I got a tape in my deck and its broken in two
I?l driving and driving
Driving and driving
Oh by the way, did I tell you what you do to me
One way or another it gets me home
Oh by the way, did I tell you what you do to me
One way or another it gets me home