In The Dark
Kate Miller-Heidke / Keir Nuttall
His car sits where he parked it
No more clicks on the clock
Clean and neat as he kept it
Now he's gone, gone, gone
I sit in the driver's seat
Peer out over the wheel
Like a kid playing race cars on my own
In the darkness
In the dark
In the darkness I can feel my heart
A car smells like its owner
An old car seems almost alive
Can he hear me think this?
He taught me to drive
He was always so patient
I stalled, and I stalled it again
Now I try turning it over
Not even a spark
In the darkness I can feel your heart
Now we stand in the garden
We talk, and we toast you and laugh
Your car sits cold in the garage
In the dark
In the darkness I can feel our heart