Driving my car and it’s such a lonely world
the stereo fights bravely to be heard above the roar
Distortion becomes kind of friendly when it’s your
only company
There’s too much time to think in this lonely world
of all the other things that you know you’ll never be
White lines devour all the strength inside
but I feel a warm voice, whisper

There’s enough room at the table
There’s enough fruit on the tree
and right around the corner
a beautiful place for us to be
There’s another stranger waiting
to be a lifelong friend
and a place at the table
where we’ll be together in the end

It’s hard to fight the cold in this lonely world
I haven’t felt my fingers since half past three
But colder is the fear inside
maybe I’ll never be free
from failures I relive in this lonely world
Shame it cuts me deeply & the wounds won’t heal
Black night swallows my rear vision
like the past I can’t change

and I don’t want to be a slave to a stage
Never to escape the twilight zone
and only live through the eyes of a crowd
and then die every time I’m alone
Always looking for the strength to stand tall
But I’m getting too scared to try lest I fall
But I’m not gonna fall

‘cause there’s enough room at the table
There’s enough fruit on the tree
and right around the corner
a beautiful place for us to be
And though ahead there lies a struggle
there’s a second wind to help us through
So greet the world on your doorstep
there’s so much hope for me and you

So as I’m driving my car it’s not such a lonely world
I’ve got myself a dream and it warms the empty seat
and I can hear beyond the distortion
there is a melody and it sounds so sweet


Lyrics submitted by Hisoe

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