I miss writing poetry in somebody's eyes Instead of getting high to feel inspired I miss making love to people I love and Miss waking up to the sense of a touch It's like I left my heart at the terminal gate Everything seemed fine just yesterday But in my mind, we kiss and drive Down the roads in San Fransisco Dreaming about those kisses from mid street The ones from 1966 In my mind we kiss and drive Wearing gloves in Chicago Your cigarettes next to Cloud Gate With tips of snowflakes on your face I miss looking forward instead of back Living for the future instead of the past And it's the rush of a hand to hold Now I spend my time in bedroom clothes It's like I left my heart at the terminal gate Everything seemed fine just yesterday But in my mind, we kiss and drive Pretty bridges in Paris I wrote my address on new years eve But we didn't find a place to eat In my mind, we kiss and drive On broken bikes in Shanghai Street food and cheap motels Where you lied I could tell It's like I left my heart at the terminal gate Everything seemed fine just yesterday But in my mind, we kiss and drive Down memories of you and me You're tainted in every city Pretty pictures of ugly scenes In my mind we scream and fight And it pains me to say goodbye Truth is you're banned from me baby I hate that you're still in my dreams Where we kiss and drive We kiss and drive We kiss and drive