Trying To Get Back To You

There oughta be a faster way

To fill up a malibu, I swear

Thank God today you can pay here at the pump

Oh, one little thing to make up time

To get me back out there

Headin down the road like a bullet from a gun

I bet she's in that flannel robe

Curled up by the file

Reading Bridget Jones for the fifteenth time

Everyminute i'm not there

Is another i'll need forgiveness for

There's still 300 miles to care about

Everything is in slow motion

No matter what I do

It's like running under water

Trying to get back, trying to get back to you

I wonder how it'll go down

when I pull up in the drive

Will she throw her arms around me

Or throw me out?

I can beg and plead my case

And say I need her in my life

But I can't do a thing from where I am right now

Everything is in slow motion

No matter what I do

It's like running under water

Trying to get back, trying to get back to you

Mile after mile

Wheels turn so slow

Will I ever get back home?

Everything is in slow motion

No matter what I do

It's like running under water

Trying to get back, trying to get back to you

Everything is in slow motion

No matter what I do

It's like running under water

Trying to get back, trying to get back to you

No matter what I do

It's like running under water

Trying to get back

Trying to get back to you

Wheels turn so slow

Trying to get back

Trying to get back to you