On the armrest in the car, you rest your arm
And the bridges 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