Track 2 of the EP Blackout Balcony · 2024
Back Seat Glow, Windows Fogged
by Veda Monroe
“The cab door closes and the city turns to gold. It's the smoothest track here, on purpose.”
r&b · quiet storm · slow jam · 3:32
Lyrics
Cab door closes, city turns to gold Your shoulder next to mine and the night feels slow Driver turns the dial down, hums an old refrain Wipers write our names on the glass in the rain You say you're only going to the next block over But I'm hoping that the light stays red a little longer Streetlights in your eyes like a slow-motion film Say the word, I'll ride you anywhere you'll let me in Don't tell the driver where to stop Let the meter tick, let the midnight drop Back seat glow, windows fogged Your hand on mine, no need to talk Back seat glow, city on the glass Hold me like a moment that you don't want to pass Back seat glow, windows fogged Take the long way round, take the long way home Back seat glow, let it ride Hold me till the morning in the neon light Driver catches my eye in the mirror, smiles like he knows Says, I've seen a thousand rides, but this one really glows You laugh into my collar, and I feel it in my chest Almost-love is a language that we both know best Bridges stretch like ribbons, lights reflect the bay I'd drive around forever if you asked me to stay Say it's just a ride, say it's just tonight But your fingers say a story that your lips can't write Don't tell the driver where to stop Let the meter tick, let the midnight drop Back seat glow, windows fogged Your hand on mine, no need to talk Back seat glow, city on the glass Hold me like a moment that you don't want to pass Back seat glow, windows fogged Take the long way round, take the long way home Back seat glow, let it ride Hold me till the morning in the neon light If the night could be a car, I'd never get out If your heart could be a street, I'd never turn around Oh, slow it down, slow it down Let the city hold us for a little while now Back seat glow, windows fogged Your hand on mine, no need to talk Back seat glow, city on the glass Hold me like a moment that you don't want to pass Back seat glow, windows fogged Take the long way round, take the long way home Back seat glow, let it ride Hold me till the morning in the neon light Back seat glow Take the long way home