[Intro] |    |    | |    |    |       |       | |    |    |       |       | [Verse 1]  Driving back from your house It’s a Sunday morning  And the clocks have gone back last night  Thinking back to what you said It still plays on my mind  Then the sun breaks through the trees So I step right on it [Chorus] So you instigated  You’re so infatuated And where you’re situated Is close enough for me to drive home And yeah you said you waited  Until we could not take it And yeah I hope we make it Now you’re close enough for me to drive home [Instrumental] |    |    |       |       | |    |    |       |       | [Verse 2]  I been away for so long How did you remember?  You must be with somebody I thought  Then you asked me to your house With your friends out drinking  And now you ask me back again So I step right on it [Chorus] So you instigated  You’re so infatuated And where you’re situated Is close enough for me to drive home And yeah you said you waited  Until we could not take it And yeah I hope we make it Now you’re close enough for me to drive home [Bridge] Yeah I drive you home           |    | Dsus2  |       |       | [Chorus] So you instigated  You’re so infatuated And where you’re situated Is close enough for me to drive home And yeah you said you waited  Until we could not take it And yeah I hope we make it Now you’re close enough for me to drive home [Outro]  Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah You’re close enough for me to drive home  Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah You’re close enough for me to drive home

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque le moment où l'on quitte la maison d'une personne spéciale un dimanche matin, en repensant à des souvenirs partagés. Le narrateur ressent toujours un lien fort avec cette personne et se demande si elle se souvient de lui après tout ce temps. Les pensées flottent entre des sentiments d’intrigue et d'affection, tout en étant sur le point de repartir. Au fil du trajet, il espère que la connexion entre eux reste intacte et que, malgré les incertitudes, ils pourront se retrouver. C’est une réflexion sur l’attente, l'espoir de renouer des liens et l'excitation de l'imminence d'un nouveau départ, qui est à la fois matériel et émotionnel.