Letra de Sunday Drive

Sunday Drive I'm taking a ride with my old old car Out on the countryside and no-one knows how far But far from city and its freaks I'm almost there within my heart Out of this prison I'm in, out of this misery But far from hate and history I'm on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive Out on the countryside, a Sunday drive I'm on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive Out on the countryside, a Sunday drive I'm on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive Out on the countryside, a Sunday drive I'm on the run, trying to leave this place Away from this nightmare, away from it all But far from you and your dreams I'm on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive Out on the countryside, a Sunday drive I'm on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive Out on the countryside, a Sunday drive I'm on a Sunday drive, a Sunday drive Out on the countryside, a Sunday drive I need someone to hold… I need someone to hold… I need someone to hold…