thought about you again today
driving down the highway
white knuckles on my steering wheel
think i'll stop right here
i cant fight myself anymore
gotta keep on going for
another three thousand miles
theres a white impala
parked in my backyard
dont know who's it is
but i think its yours
black white green
it dont matter who i've seen
cause i cant let you leave
no i cant let you leave
all poetry, all words, written and copyrighted by me, this girl, C53,
and lets keep it that way!