Lane driver
The forces against you, the rain
I know everybody wants to put you down
But I know everybody's gonna put me down, I want you
Because I'm rushing to feel you
But I won't set you down, I don't need to
Because I'm rushing to feel you
But I won't set you down, I don't need to
Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
Fly don't try try try try
Try it's a brand new era, it feels great
It's a brand new era but it came too late
She won't let you know
That I need a right to touch her
She won't let you wait
For me, for me to touch you
Crowds of the people
And voices and steeples and wedding rings
Wild are the horses
And break-up divorces and seperate rooms from
My, my, my, my, my, my
My I love your tinted
Eyes so bad
so bad, so, so bad, so, so bad
She won't let me break you out
When the picture's cut it free
Three of us, that is enough
It's the simple stuff I need
Can't you see the stuff I need?
Can't you see?
Can't you stuff me?
Can't you stuff me?
Stuff me