Drive

just take my hand and drive
ill tell you when to stop
dimensions will pass us by
and no one will ask questions
reality will become what we make it
and what we read about in books
and utah will just be the city next to friendswood
or maybe not
maybe ill just teleport through space and time
ill teleport myself to your bedside
and watch you sleep at night
and then climb in beside you when im lonely
ill put my feet on yours so i know youre real
and then wake up to your beautiful face
but maybe theres no way around it
maybe we could stick it out for a year or two
maybe will get married one day
maybe maybe maybe
maybe i love you, and thats all that matters to me right now
maybe theres no maybe about that
maybe i should stop.
stop.