I miss finding poetry in somebody's eyes
Instead of getting high to feel inspired
I miss making love to people I love
I miss waking up to the scent of a touch

It's like I left my heart at the terminal gate
Everything seemed fine just yesterday

But in my mind we kiss and drive
Down the road, San Francisco
Dreaming about those kids from Haight Street
The ones from 1966 (yeah)
In my mind we kiss and drive
Wearing gloves in Chicago
Your cigarettes next to Cloud Gate
With tips of snowflakes your face

I miss looking forward instead of back
Living for the future instead of the past
I miss the rush of a hand to hold
Now I spend my time in my bedroom, cold

It's like I left my heart at the terminal gate
Everything seemed fine just yesterday

But in my mind we kiss and drive
Pretty bridges in Paris
I wore my red dress on New Years Eve
But we didn't find a place to eat (yeah)
In my mind we kiss and drive
On broken bikes in Shanghai
Street food and cheap motels
Where you lied and I could tell

It's like I left my heart at the terminal gate
Everything seemed fine just yesterday

But in my mind we kiss and drive
Down memories of you and me
You're tainted in every city
Pretty pictures of ugly scenes
Yeah, in my mind we scream and fight
And it pains me to say goodbye
Truth is you're bad for me baby
I hate that you're still in my dreams
Where we kiss and drive
We kiss and drive