Drive from You're Fine by Barbra Lica

Drive

Oh dear, my mind can’t find a room for the night,
I tried every hotel, they shut down the light,
Can’t find a room for the night.

And it’s not my fault,
Believe me, I wish we could stop for a smoke...
We’ll drive till we run out of road.

Oh dear, my heart can’t find a lot for the car,
Been travelling for hours, there’s nowhere to park,
Can’t find a lot for the car.

And it’s not my fault,
We’re all out of talk and we’re all out of hope...
We’ll drive till we run out of road.

Oh my dear, my body’s moving to a beat,
A music no one else can hear,
And it’s lovely but,
Can’t turn it off.

My eyes, my head, long for a moment of rest,
Just to say that it’s over, we gave it our best...
Long for a moment of rest.

Oh oh oh...
Oh oh oh...
We’ll drive till we run out of road.

• Jazz
• singer-songwriter
• vocal jazz
• Toronto