Riding The Brakes

If I knew where to look to find happiness,
Well I’d gather my things and I’d build a house next to it,
Paint all the walls in a shade of blue-grey,
To resemble the feelings that shadow me everyday,
As we drive the sky gets darker,
Every single mile marker is a stake in my heart,
As they tear us apart,
There’s a streetlight that’s still burning,
Unsure when I’ll be returning,
Have I made a mistake?
I’ve been riding the brakes for fifteen-hundred miles,
She sweet when it rains, and soft when we sleep,
Her name’s California and we have got chemistry,
Fusing our hearts, with sunsets ‘til 10,
And streets where we’d hang out ‘til quarter to 4 in the AM,
Then pass out with our clothes on, beneath the piers and boardwalks,
And wake up to the waves,
Then wake up to the waves,
As we drive the sky gets darker,
Every single mile marker is a stake in my heart,
As they tear us apart,
There’s a streetlight that’s still burning,
Unsure when I’ll be returning,
Have I made a mistake?
I’ve been riding the brakes for fifteen-hundred,
If there was something I could say,
I’d write it in sand ‘til the tide came and washed it away,
If there was something I could do,
I’m writing this song to remember I can’t forget,
Writing this song cause I wish that I never left,
Writing this song cause it tears me up,
As we drive the sky gets darker,
Every single mile marker is a stake in my heart,
As they tear us apart,
There’s a streetlight that’s still burning,
Unsure when I’ll be returning,
Have I made a mistake?
I’ve been riding the brakes for fifteen-hundred miles,
For fifteen-hundred miles