Drive

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I met you on the school bus
We sat next to each other all the time
We always talked, we always laughed
And your presence was always nice

But then we got older
Old enough to drive
A car will be our transportation
40 minutes together will soon disappear

No more little bus memories
Moments I will always treasure
I wish for there to be more
But everything comes to an end

Now we can drive
And 70 minutes together will be 20
Blasting music in the car
Will never be the same as earbuds

Your presence will become less and less
And soon it will all come to an end
I will forever remember the bus rides
And how amazing it was, with you by my side

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