I'm thirteen now and don't know how my
friends,
could be so mean.
I come home crying and you hold me
tight,
and grab the keys.
And we drive and drive until we've
found a town
far enough away
And we talk and window shop till
I've forgotten
all their names!
I don't know who I'm gonna talk to now at school.
But I know I'm laughing on the car
ride home with you.
Don't know how long it's gonna take
to feel ok,
but I know I
had the best day with you
today.
