What's that song Playing in the car It reminds me of a time I forgot Is it those guys You toured with years ago But never made it to America Look outside It's your favourite type of morning The drive to work you're used too Seems like a different way Don't know why When I try to speak my mind It echos like a joke I've told Far too many times Can you feel the waves Drawing in and out again It's alright I don't need those empty promises Leaving doesn't have to be This complicated game Every time Before we say goodbye A part of me is holding on To each and every line