Driving Under Stars - Marika Hackman

We drove all day pushing hard to beat the snow

We’re on our way, a few more hours and we’ll be home

In the heat of the city, the snow is never settled

In the moonlight on the palm trees

The forest cold as hell

On my way…

On my way…

Through the towns, all dressed up in stupid lights

Window down, I’ll cut my cheekbones on the ice

It’s the time of the season: the cold is unforgiving

But the lamp light on the snowflakes

Life is still worth living

Fa la la la la

We’re coming home for Christmas on my way

Drive beneath the stars 'cause I would never miss this

Oh, on my way

Silent night, I’ll put the radio on loud

The rose turned white, there’s a blanket on the ground

Got my feet on the dashboard, the bells have started ringing

And you sleep on the sidedoor, the choir starts to sing

Fa la la la la

The holly and the ivy on my way

Driving under stars, my baby is on the backseat

Oh, I’m on my way

Another half an hour and I’ll be back for Christmas

On my way

We’re driving under stars 'cause I would never miss this

Oh, on my way