Grace Potter, The Nocturnals - Stop the Bus lyrics
[Grace Potter, The Nocturnals - Stop the Bus lyrics]
We've been driving since the winter
The destination doesn't change
You know, I can still remember
The day you asked me for my name
You are the rock on the riverbed
Growing smoother every year
You are the voice inside my head
I can't believe you got me here, hey
Stop the bus and turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar you see
Get out the old flare gun and
Throw it to the sky
Tonight, you're sleeping next to me hey, hey
You give me something to remember
Each time you look into my eyes
You see through my trouble and my temper
And you call me out on every lie
Stop the bus and turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar you see
Get out the old flare gun and
Throw it to the sky
Tonight, you're sleeping next to me
Hey, hey hey hey
Stop the bus and turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar that you see
Get out the old flare gun and
Throw it to the sky
Tonight, you're sleeping next to me, yeah
Why don't you stop the bus and
Turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar that you see?
Oh, get out the old flare gun
And throw it to the sky
Tonight, you're sleeping next to me hey, hey
The destination doesn't change
You know, I can still remember
The day you asked me for my name
You are the rock on the riverbed
Growing smoother every year
You are the voice inside my head
I can't believe you got me here, hey
Stop the bus and turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar you see
Get out the old flare gun and
Throw it to the sky
Tonight, you're sleeping next to me hey, hey
You give me something to remember
Each time you look into my eyes
You see through my trouble and my temper
And you call me out on every lie
Stop the bus and turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar you see
Get out the old flare gun and
Throw it to the sky
Tonight, you're sleeping next to me
Hey, hey hey hey
Stop the bus and turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar that you see
Get out the old flare gun and
Throw it to the sky
Tonight, you're sleeping next to me, yeah
Why don't you stop the bus and
Turn the radio up high
And grab the first guitar that you see?
Oh, get out the old flare gun
And throw it to the sky
Tonight, you're sleeping next to me hey, hey