8 Hour Drive

There I was in Amsterdam
Sitting by the canal with my feet wet
Sending you messages you won't have read yet
You still had the second half of your dream left

It's all cyclists and metro maps
A maze of multicolored tracks

It was an 8-hour drive
I couldn't get you out of my mind
I saw three countries pass by
I was so wide-eyed

I sent you a postcard from Zurich
From a side street gift shop
I bought it on my day off
Couldn't tell you where the picture on the front was

It's all blue sky and mountainside
Bet it looks twice as good in real life

It was an 8-hour drive
I couldn't get you out of my mind
I saw three countries pass by
I was so wide-eyed

How I miss it when I'm looking back
With my hindsight eyes
A million cars out on the track
A million racing lights
They're all talking to me now

It was an 8-hour drive
I couldn't get you out of my mind
I saw three countries pass by
I was so wide-eyed