In Your Car - Free Cake For Every Creature

Windows down in your stopped car

Radio picking up the distant city’s station

You pass me the glass, your lipstick in the rim

«summer babe» narration, waiting waiting

Waiting, waiting

Out the roof the moon unscrews

And on your face the night is see-through

We’re already late, but I kinda wish we’d stay

A passing car sounds a «whoosh,» a wave that’s circulating

Circulating, circulating

Windows down in your stopped car

Radio picking up the distant city’s station

You pass me the glass, your lipstick in the rim

«summer babe» narration, waiting waiting