Driving Home Lyrics

I see you through the trees

A soft breath, a mindless ease

I hear the floorboards creak underneath

All the shower water I asked you not to leave

Winding through the mountains

You see the colors of the leaves

I'm driving you home in the dark

My hands are cold but my car is warm

You try really hard but you fall asleep anyway

We put out the fake log fire too early

Billowing smoke, the neighbors didn't say a thing

At least not to me

I said "dark paint makes the room look smaller"

But it makes me feel fancy

I hung a crystal in the window

Now there are rainbow shards on the wall

Not my vibe, but they're objectively magical

I sit on the bare floor in the empty living room

I'm driving home alone in the dark

It'll get better when I stop thinking of you