Heatwave - Hurry

A heatwave and a car ride

And we can’t help biding our time

And I guess tonight you could call me

We could plot our runaway

Sight lines passing through you

It’s a good time to ask you

To take me home

So I can clear my mind

Take me home

So I don’t waste your time

Cause it’s been some time

And I guess that it’s fine

So take me home

I’m tired driving at night

Cause we never slept so alright

And I know tonight that you’ll call me

We can plot our runaway