how is this week, let alone this day, not over yet?
i'm having one of those days where the only place i want to be is
in my car
constantly moving (that's the condition)
but i don't know where to.

i'd let you come,
you know?
even if we just sat there quietly (in the beginning)
i'd just like to feel
your hand on mine for a little while
and know
we're sharing the same air.