Slow Lane

I promise I'll be home tonight, but later than expected.
It's no necessity for me to be that punctual.
Leave the door unlocked for me,
so when I take the car keys from
the ignition, I won't wake you from your sleep.

It's called rush hour, but the cars drive slow
much like I do when there's no place to go
or no need to hurry.
I don't wanna worry anymore.
The metal's no home for my car's pedals.
I'd rather stay in the right lane; it suits me better
Don't wanna drive fast until I gotta shift the gears.

When you wake I'll be gone again.
Don't know where I'm headed.
but the whole time I'm gone, I won't forget you.
I'll ride the winds of fate.
Won't regret the choice I made.
I won't take any doubt from them anymore.

It's called rush hour, but the cars drive slow
much like I do when there's no place to go
or no need to hurry.
I don't wanna worry anymore.
The metal's no home for my car's pedals.
I'd rather stay in the right lane; it suits me better
Don't wanna drive fast until I gotta shift the gears.

But what if I run empty?
On the side of the road with no way home.
What if I run empty?
My wheels in a drag; I'm in a body bag.
I hope I don't run empty.
Doesn't matter when, you might not see me again

So I'll save my fuel till I'm by your side.
I'll save my fuel till I'm by your side.
I'll save my fuel till I'm by your side at home.

It's called rush hour, but the cars drive slow
much like I do when there's no place to go
or no need to hurry.
I don't wanna worry anymore.
The metal's no home for my car's pedals.
I'd rather stay in the right lane; it suits me better
Don't wanna drive fast until I gotta shift the gears.