Ride - Jen Wood

All along for the ride

You in your car, big strong arms

And nothing matters now

A heart to heart, to heart

And you’re tearing up the pavement

With the bottom of your shoes

Looking at me the whole time

And there’s something I’m dying to tell you

But I’m afraid it’s too soon

This is the worst part

Waiting to see if things will finally start

But this is the worst part

Waiting to see when you’ll let me down, when you’ll let me down

This is the worst part

Waiting to see if I’ll be the failure

So take it on with the other ones

I’ll reconcile our difference

And watch imitations pass me by

If I could commend your nightmares

And stitch them apart from your

Tired, crooked heart

But I can’t reach that height

When I’m stuck on gravity

To keep me strong

And I swear I try

To make you see

To crack you open