When I'm out walking, I hear what you think
When you sleep, you dream of automobiles
Out in the darkness, desire casts light
On a parking green stretching infinitely
A fantasy fulfilled when the engine fires
A rumble underneath you in the early hour
Racing forward, speeding back
You will only rest when the morning's gone
When you're not talking, I hear what you say
When you laugh, your hood opens wide
And all of this heartache could never deny
That your new love rests behind the wheel

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