We danced like fools till 4 am
Then tackled the snowy roads
Singing out loud
I kept one hand on the wheel
You held the other to keep it warm
And you switched the gears for me
In perfect rhythm
At that moment, I took a sharp turn – I swerved
Behind me….a flirtatious friendship
I could separate from love and what ifs
But in front of me, the inevitable
Too late to turn the car around
Too late to shift my own gears
…to withdraw my hand
…to dance with someone else
…to turn my head from the kisses
…to walk away from this ride without any scars
We pull up to your place and
You invite me in