Текст песни Sunday Drive - Lights of Euphoria

Sunday Drive

Sunday Drive\nI’m taking a ride\nwith my old old car\nOut on the countryside\nand no-one knows how far\nBut far from city and its freaks\nI’m almost there\nwithin my heart\nOut of this prison I’m in,\nout of this misery\nBut far from hate and history\nI’m on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive\nOut on the countryside, a Sunday drive\nI’m on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive\nOut on the countryside, a Sunday drive\nI’m on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive\nOut on the countryside, a Sunday drive\nI’m on the run,\ntrying to leave this place\nAway from this nightmare,\naway from it all\nBut far from you and your dreams\nI’m on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive\nOut on the countryside, a Sunday drive\nI’m on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive\nOut on the countryside, a Sunday drive\nI’m on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive\nOut on the countryside, a Sunday drive\nI need someone to hold…\nI need someone to hold…\nI need someone to hold…