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 wind,

 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, every day this way.


               Keith Garrett