No more asking for rides 

From one place to another

I appreciate my car

I feel comfortable 

Driving is my comfort

Like the blanket you were born with

You are gray as a cloud 

On a stormy night 

To the gas stations once a week

And the car wash trips every two weeks

The smell of the fresh clean soap

As the bubbles are dripping down 

Giving my car a new start for the week 

Every day I leave to go somewhere 

To work to school to the gym

I rely on my car more than I think 

Life without a car would be hard

Like a math test you didnt study for 

When the windows are down 

I can feel the freedom blowing in my face.