Driving Just to Drive
Matt Maltese
Walking back without a song
I hear the cars, I smell the exhaust
Playing in the park when I was four
I can't remember anymore
When it rains, it doesn't pour
It just trickles, dawn to dawn
A big, bad shadow on the trees
The smell of cattle in the breeze
Maybe I'll go driving just to drive
Maybe I'll go riding just to ride
Maybe it meant nothing
When I threw another coin in the fountain at the mall
Piece by piece, door to door
Everything I learn, I forget four
I used to drop the windows down
In case you ever returned home
And maybe I went driving just to drive
Maybe I went fighting just to fight
And maybe it meant something
When I threw another coin in the fountain at the mall