Everyday sunshine...
Inside the crash,
I hear the tires kiss the street and sing my name.
My seat is lifting, brings me closer to the sky.
The windshield shatters and the glass is all set free.
All of these changes are accepted though they're cruel.
And it's always fine or better...
Inside the crash,
I hear the tires kiss the street and sing my name.
My seat is lifting, brings me closer to the sky.
The windshield shatters and the glass is all set free.
All of these changes are accepted though they're cruel.
And it's always fine or better...