we breath in deep, I hold you close
reach out and close the shutters on the window
so no one can look and siturb the peace we have
standing there outside the window

I've been trying, oh for so long
so I keep trying to right the wrong

so I write you another love song, but can't make up the words
cause none describe the way that I feel about you
so I write another verse and hope to show the way I feel inside
the way I feel about you

we drive real far, we get real close
sit back; start smoking out the card window
we turn the radio up, forget just where we are
just smoking out the card window

I'm driving by myself and I don't feel special
yeah when I'm by myself I still don't feel special
and when I'm by myself I just don't feel special
yeah when I'm by myself

remember the night spent on the phone, we were alone?
you'll never know, just what you mean