the higher shift is near
at our fingertips
we could stay in first gear
or fly on our wingtips

we’ve driven here before
getting lost along the way
can we dream no more
and make the cross-country sway?

i wait with clutch in hand
and drive into the night
surrounded by endless land
i wait for the time without fright.

the car picks up speed
and we slide back in the zone
it’s everything we need
yet every fear of being alone.