old tacoma Lyrics

November night, temperatures right, little dipper was bright

No engine light, just wind from the drive

Nothing left, we're taking a right

And I know there's too much space between us from the console

I see the question on your face

The answer's off-road

Don't even know what to do with myself

Got my hands dancing, can't click my seatbelt

I can barely spell

When I'm lost in your eyes, you can find me well

You can find me well

You can find me well

You can find me well

When I'm lost in your eyes, you can find me well

In the backseat looking for love

Like we didn't have it up in the front

Your smile is concerning

Hear the birds chirping

My attention, your diverting and the steering wheels turning

Don't even know what to do with myself

Got my hands dancing, can't click my seatbelt

I can barely spell

When I'm lost in your eyes, you can find me well

You can find me well

You can find me well

You can find me well

When I'm lost in your eyes, you can find me well