You're a whole head above me, you leaned in close,

But I turned away, this is more dangerous than I'd hoped.

We're standing by my car, in the rain.

I'm still not even sure why I drove all this way.

But you were calling,

Calling my name.

Begging me not to leave; both of us wanting me to stay.

There's nothing worse than the drive home,

Because I'm missing you, like you're missing me

The second that I'm gone.

I find myself in the front seat, talking all alone,

Then looking over to nothing, as I'm driving home.

My headlights bounce off the darkness up ahead,

Then I want to turn my car around and come back to you instead.

Becaue you were calling,

Calling my name.

Asking me to come back and kiss you right there in the rain.

There's nothing worse than the drive home,

Because I'm missing you, like you're missing me

The second that I'm gone.

Now your name is rippling in my mind.

It's such a long, dark drive.

I'm missing you, like you're missing me

The second that I'm gone.