Sanoja: Tabithas Secret. Million Miles.

Can you roll down the window?
Can I have a cigarette?
Can I sweep you for forgiveness?

Can I sweep you for regret?
And can you drive a little faster
To clear my head?

Can you see that I've been crying?
Can you tell that I've been alone?
Can we walk the streets at the same time? I don't mind

I'll be quiet and no one will know
And can you drive a little faster?
Take me home

These are the days that make up the lifetimes
These are the clothes that I wear
This is the only thing I wanted more than anything

I wanna fall at a million miles an hour
With people and little picture radios
And I'm smiling but I'm trying hard not to smile at all

And I crave for the little conversation
And the way you toss your hair back, you're beautiful
And it suits me fine

These are the days that make up the lifetimes
These are the clothes that I wear
And this is the only thing I wanted more than anything

I wanna fall at a million miles an hour
With people and little picture radios
And I'm smiling but I'm trying hard not to smile at all

And I crave for the little conversation
And the way you toss your hair back, you're beautiful
And it suits me fine

I wanna fall at a million miles an hour
With people and little picture radios
And I'm smiling but I'm trying hard not to smile at all

And I crave for the little conversation
And the way you toss your hair back, you're beautiful
And it suits me fine

These are the days that make up the lifetimes
These are the lifetimes that make up generations
These are the lifetimes that make up generations
These are the days that make up the lifetimes