The ice is caked in bumps
on the windows of your car
and if you scrape it off
I won't be here anymore.
The radio is jazzin'
through waves of utter heat
they melt off all your windows
and you crash them in the street.
All I want is your car
I'm waiting for you in the driver's seat.
They melt off all your windows
and you crash them in the street
yeah.
Tomorrow I'll take off my shoes
and let my feet get wet
if ice is glass and cuts in
then I just won't feel it yet.
On days like these you look up
at the branches in the trees.
They bend and sway
they bend and break
like badly jointed knees.
All I want is your car
I'm waiting for you in the driver's seat.
They melt off all your windows
and you crash them in the street
The shards are dangling stars
lighting in your eyes
for seconds, maybe minutes
then they snap back in the sky.
All I want is your car
I'm waiting for you in the driver's seat.
They melt off all your windows
and you crash them in the street
yeah.