No time to hit the brakes in this dizzying age,
Familiar sights keep changing every day.
Flowing through the twists and turns,
Even called a veteran,
I memorize each route, step by step.
My instincts guide me more than GPS,
Sniffing roads that seem to not exist.

1 meter — perfect brake,
2 meters — unnoticed, precise.
Polite, careful, small talk kept light.
Glance aside, long fare in sight —
Quiet fist pump in my heart,
Ride the wave — today feels just right.

Do you wanna hop in?

Driving, driving — seems you’re in a mood.
Don’t you think I’m like a superhero?
Endure the storm of your sudden outburst!
Driving, driving — if you enjoy this ride,
Don’t you think this simple trip
Turns into a stylish drive for us both?

Dreams come in daytime naps,
Reality counted in numbers —
I work hard to hit my fares.
No accidents, no violations,
Self-disciplined like a pre-game athlete.

1 meter — invincible here,
2 meters — lost next town,
“What do I do? What now?”
“I just arrived in this town…”
Here to pick you up,
Five minutes late — patience tried.
“Rush, please,” you say —
“Not fair!” I hold it in.

Do you wanna hop in?

Driving, driving — wherever you please.
Don’t you think I’m like a superhero?
Will we make it?! — back streets we weave!

1 meter — these past ten years,
2 meters — common sense changed:
Dad duties, aging, more to come.
Even with heavy thoughts,
Just tell me your destination —
I’ll take care of it.

Do you wanna hop in?

Driving, driving — seems you’re in a mood.
Don’t you think I’m like a superhero?
Endure the storm of your sudden outburst!

Driving, driving — wherever you please.
Don’t you think I’m like a superhero?
Will we make it?! — back streets we weave!

Driving, driving — if you enjoy this ride,
Don’t you think this simple trip
Turns into a stylish drive for us both?