passenger side

Picture the skyline
Alongside the highway
While I’m driving home
From your place early Sunday
Morning
Picture the sweet sin
We engaged in while hearing the wind
Creeping in through the passenger side
Window
Picking you part so we never come together
Picking me apart so we never stay together
Today your tie is straight
Today your hands won’t shake
And you’ll hide those eyes
You’ll hide those eyes from me this Sunday.

2007