Stop The Bus - Grace Potter and the Nocturnals

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 thee rock on the riverbed

Growing smoother every year

You are the voice inside my head

I can’t believe you got me here

Stop the bus and turn the radio up high

And grab the first guitar you see

And get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky

Tonight you’re sleeping next to me 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

And get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky

Tonight you’re sleeping next to me