Driving with the Brakes On
words and music by Justin Currie

Driving through the long night
Trying to figure who's right and who's wrong
Now the kid has gone
I sit belted up tight
She strikes up a Match Light glowing bronze
Steering on
And I might be more a man if I stopped this in
it's tracks and said "Come on, let's go home"
But she's got the wheel and I've got nothing
except what I have on

Cuz when you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

Trying to keep the mood right
Trying to steer the conversation from
The thing we've done
She shuts up the ashtray and I say it's a long
way back now Hon, she just yawns
And we might get lost some place
So desolate that no one where we're from
Would ever come
But she's got the wheel
And I've got to deal from now on

Cuz when you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't

But unless the moon falls tonight
Unless continents collide
Nothing's gonna make me
Break from her side

When you're driving with the brakes on
When you're swimming with your boots on
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't
It's hard to say you love someone
And it's hard to say you don't
Itís hard to say you donít