Drive

a song—Folk/Alternative—key of ???

There's a house by the sea
Where a woman is waiting for me—
She is tall, firm and dark,
Boldly and willingly stark
She is so bright
When she moves through the night

In the car, I drive home
To the sounds of the roaring sea foam
Far 'way from tumble weeds
Sprouting from tomato seeds
They have died
In the wake of the tides

Now she waits by the door
With her sand as her floor
And she hardens the air in her lungs
While I'm driving by
There's a root in my eye
Where the ocean's entirty's hung

In the road there's a tree
The points out the way to the sea
Branches long, fruit is sour
Just like my girl's lovely hour
When she is mine—
The darkly divine

Now she waits by the door
With her sand as her floor
And she hardens the air in her lungs
While I'm driving by
There's a root in my eye
Where the ocean's entirty's hung
So I sit in my car
Driving in from afar
And I wonder what she wants from me
But the road it is long
And the sea's stunning song
Is holding my mind as unfree