Lyrics:

I had Tchaikovsky on blast in my buddy's van
I was driving just about as fast as one can
I was thinking of your touch, your vibe, your grain, your love
Like Mahler and Mozart you tear me apart
I love playing my songs for you
And when the sun comes up there are a million things we can do

I'm cruisin' down FDR
I'm driving my buddy's car
The sky's a little bit gray but in a beautiful way
And you're not too far away
I lost my composure
Composer or no
I'm really not in love when my eyes are closed
But you're always on my mind
I can't define the feeling
Your eyelashes kill me, the wind's in your hair
Can't look, I'll be off the road
Seeing you in the passenger seat makes my heart explode

I'm cruisin' down FDR
I'm driving my buddy's car
The sky's a little bit gray but in a beautiful way
And you're not too far away

I'm cruisin' down FDR
I'm driving my buddy's car
The sky's a little bit gray but in a beautiful way
And you're not too far away
I can't get enough of your love
Enough of your love
I can't get enough of your love
Enough of your love
Oh I can't, can't, can't, can't, can't get enough of your love
Oh I can't, can't, can't, can't, can't get enough of your love