"Night Driving"
(written by Kristin Hersh)
I feel fine
Want me to drive?
It was mist that you kissed
You can talk a blue streak
You can talk 'til you're blue
And we won't feel any finer than we do
It was mist that you kissed
Spread the mist with your fist
You can talk a blue streak
You can talk 'til you're blue
And we won't feel any finer than we do
I'd like to know you're real
Any scarecrow wears clothes
I'd like to see your face
Could you turn this way?
Could you turn this way?
Could you turn this way?
There's always something to pray for,
Ham-fisted good will
There's always someone to pray for,
And believe me, I will
And believe me, I will
And believe me, I will
And believe me, I will
And believe me, I will
