Passenger from Driver by adult mom

You’re a passenger in my car But just the pretended parts That I sing to in the dark You’re a lover, I am not
And that’s why I loved you That’s why I loved you That’s why I loved you
When I started to fall out of love Put my arms out extended
and tried to catch it all
When I finally opened my hands up I’m sorry, I wasn’t fast enough
Do you remember
Your hand on my shoulder
In the car in december Driving to my parent’s house On the cusp of the state line New England to Westchester On the cusp of loving
And resenting each other
I was a passenger in your car And now I’m ghost who won’t Answer a call
I was a lover that you were not And that’s why I left you
That’s why I loved you That’s why I loved you

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