On the armrest in the car, you rest your arm And thes and city fly by Talking to someone about something You nod inside Attention turns And you turn away your eyes I poured a glass of milk Sat on the couch Turned the TV off, turned it on again Yeah oh yeah On the car ride home You refuse to talk about it On the long drive home You refuse to talk about it On the car ride home You refuse to talk about it On the long drive home You refuse to talk about it As the sky the turns from gray to gold You stay inside Rest your head and at last you close your eyes