drivin' through the city

in a broke down car

i smile and look out

of a dirty glass window

and think of the days

when we raced our cars

on the smooth highways

enveloping the cities

and when honking horns

was out of our minds

because we knew

how to drift our ways

around the traffic

so i smile and think

that weren't we terrific?

long before

when we were young

we laughed a lot

for toxic adrenaline

rushed through our veins

and made our hearts race

with such a disorder

which made us forget

the meaning of 'order'

and left our minds

twirling in a velocity

of infinite miles per hour

so tell me darling

what made us move afar?

don't you ever miss it all?

the rush of adrenaline

or the call of distances

the broad highways

or the magical instances?

don't you yearn for it all?

the drifting wheels

or the turbo in our cars

as we used to race all night

under the lost stars?

i wonder if you do

because i do

with all my heart

and it so leaves me

wondering once again

that where are you today

and do you still drive around

in a broke down car

that used to be a babe

on the smooth highways

in our precious old days

and do you still smile

when you look out

of a dirty glass window

because old is gold?