Texty: Julia Fordham. Swept. Talk Walk Drive.

Talking about melissa when your name came up
Talking about mixed signals and all that kind of stuff
Talking about religion, talking politics and love
How we keep talking, talking about everything except us

Talk walk drive, drive walk talk
Talk walk driving me away from you, drive walk talk to me baby

Walking around this city, walking along these streets
Hoping they might feel familiar beneath these foreign feet
Walking down to the village, walk to a taxi to your house
Walking walking on a road to nowhere when it comes to us

Talk walk drive, drive walk talk
Talk walk driving me away from you, drive walk talk to me baby

Why don't you say what you mean? mean what you say
I won't let you talk walk drive away

Driving along the freeway, driving into the hills
Hoping they might feel familiar beneath these foreign wheels
Driving until sunset, driving myself too hard
Driving myself crazier when it comes to us

Talk walk drive, drive walk talk
Talk walk driving me away from you, drive walk talk to me baby
Talk walk drive, drive walk talk
Talk walk driving me away from you, drive walk talk to me baby