Lane driver

The forces against you, the rain

I know everybody wants to put you down

But I know everybody's gonna put me down

I want you

Because I'm rushing to feel you

But I won't set you down, 

I don't need to

I don't need to



Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly

Don't try, try, try, try, try

It's a brand new era, it feels great

It's a brand new era but it came too late



She won't let you know that 

I need a right to touch her

She won't let you wait for me

For me to touch you

Crowds of the people and voices 

And steeples and wedding rings

Wild are the horses and break-up divorces 

And separate rooms from



My, my, my, my, my, my, my

I love your tinted eyes

So bad, so bad, so so bad, so so bad

She won't let me break you out

When the picture's cut it free 

Three of us is enough

It's the simple stuff I need

Can't you see the stuff I need?

Can't you see?

Can't you stuff me, stuff me?