Let's hop in our
Secondhand car
And leave our troubles
In a box
At the side of a road
We'll never see again.
We can inhale the forest air
And taste the lake scent
On the breeze.
Our ears will ring
With soundtracks that we
Hold close,
Our hearts will lighten
In the sunset.
Our headlights will guide us
Through the passing night;
All because our troubles
Made us want to drive.