IN A BLACK CAR DRIVING

       Dressed up In black, not to loud, driving down the road,

       Music In my head, the boss sings' out a tune, I'm driving.

            Sunglasses to match this beautiful machine of black,

         Eyes wandering, scenery passing by as I ride, dreaming.

          In a black car driving, I'm moving down the road to you,

           In a black car driving, eyes fixed on the horizon, driving.

      With the window down I can feel the wind, listen to the sound,

 My dreaming mind takes me to you, the way to you Is complicated.

        Down the road as you are not so far away, just a touch away,

           A smile shows through on your face, everyday this way.

                                                                    Keith Garrett                                        

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