Good to Me

Inara George

What's so different
With the color of things
I feel the wind push the car,
And I look at you again.
When you turn to me
And ask me what I think.
I nod and then I sing along
To all the song you like.

There hasn't been a time that I have wished I wasn't here with you
Your eyes are good to me, they can see,
They can see what my mother sees.
They can see what my mother sees.

I fall asleep
Like some airplane crash
You drive a little more
So you don't have to wake me up
I can dream
And I can worry
But then you say to me
I know you better than you think

Why have all the bombs been blasting in the air?
Do you know what our love can do?
Oh slowly, you know me, like a man should.
I'm so sunny
Everyday
So sunny