I feel sin.
I feel you on my skin,
just drive me.
Take me deep within.
Take me anywhere you want.
I'll be the wheels,
the getaway provider,
you be the driver.
Let's make these wheels spin.
I may be a vintage,
but love is well preserved.
I handle the curves softly,
and any obstacles will be swerved.
Any bumps won't knock you,
making you curse.
So, take a seat and drive,
we can see the sights
through these city lights.
I'll be your wheels tonight.
Place your foot on my pedal
accelerate,
and we can race, feel hearts pace.
If you hit the brakes,
we will stop in an instant.
Taking slow drives
through the countryside.
The moon watching from high
as we sweep through the towns.
Our own little world
of smiles and sighs.
Don't need a map or compass.
The road is our guide, our minds tied
to this place we ride.
So, take your seat,
and feel my wheels turning.
I feel you on my skin
the road is burning.
I feel the walls of reality fracturing
as the world collapses,
and it’s just you and me.
Here in this eternity,
driving forever beside
the river and the sea.
Thanks for reading
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