Grace Potter and the Nocturnals Stop the Bus

We've been driving since the winter The destination doesn't change You know i can still remember The day you asked me for my name You are thee rock on the riverbed Growing smoother every year You are the voice inside my head I can't believe you got me here Stop the bus and turn the radio up high And grab the first guitar you see And get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky Tonight you're sleeping next to me You give me something to remember Each time you look into my eyes You see through my trouble and my temper And you call me out on every lie Stop the bus and turn the radio up high And grab the first guitar you see And get out the old flare gun and throw it to the sky Tonight you're sleeping next to me