The wind is beating at the rooftops — It knows of the history here.
The windows are rattling, they are cracking.
The air, it just wants in.
I want thunder, and I want lightning.
I want to be taken away,
But only with my girl at my side — As we softly float away.
I’ve found a place where I can go,
Where I fit in and I forget I’m living in this town.
I could drive us around,
Cause I’ve found this place where we can go.
So I’m jut an unconscious vessel that you steer through the storm.
I’m tired of being invisible, I’m tired of being forgotten.
So I’m twisting things around so we’ll fall through cracks,
The page is full, so don’t panic.
I’ve found a place where I can go,
Where I fit in and I forget I’m living in this town.
I could drive us around,
Cause I’ve found this place where we can go.
