We know well there's a place that's meant for us There's an etch in the door where she grew up And I know it's a risk that silver dream But it's pulling on us like a string on a seam Mum's on the porch and she's waving Dad's by her side holding her hand tight I'm in the driver's seat and I say "You alright?" She grabs my hand and we drive And we drive Skip me like a stone, show me where we're going cause I know not knowing is the way we want it Don't look back cause we're driving on a fault line Me and you yeah we know it's time that We make love with the world that's out of place Twisted trees on a cold, Cali highway Bottle shop in the shadow of the Fenway Bad on time but we'll never be late yeah Mum's on the porch and she's waving Dad's by her side holding her hand tight I'm in the driver's seat I say "You alright?" She grabs my hand and we drive Mum's on the porch and she's waving Dad's by her side holding her hand tight I'm in the driver's seat I say "You alright?" She grabs my hand and we drive