Love Is Driving

Love is Driving
© 1990 Julie Christensen Stone Cupid Music BMI

In the bed of your old pickup

Smells like rain in the mountains
Draw the clouds on my eyes
(Kiss me quick)
And paint my face like the evening sky
Take me down and follow me up high
In the bed of your old pickup

Closer to the stars in the mountains
I'll hum the blues in your ears
(Kiss me quick)
We'll take the road slow till we're in the clear
We're gonna ride and love is gonna steer
In the bed of your old pickup

I'll be riding up the mountain with my hair flying
Hold my hand up in the air to feel the wind
Turn down your radio and sing to me of the road
And the road can be the rhythm
And the road'll be the rhythm
And the road'll be the rhythm
And the road'll be the rhythm
In the bed of your old pickup

It's late at night in the mountains
Oh, lay down with me
(Kiss me quick)
Take a moonbath and feel like falling
I do not hear the city calling
From the bed of your old pickup
Not from the bed of your old pickup

Love is Driving