Driver & CrazyInLove
Driver Driver
CrazyInLove CrazyInLove
Driver Driver
You ever feel like the wind in your hair at the start of a race is the same wind that blows through a lover’s heart?
CrazyInLove CrazyInLove
Oh, yes, I feel the wind like a whispered promise, lifting my spirit as the race begins, just as a lover’s heart flutters, chasing hope in the same gentle breeze that carries their name in my thoughts.
Driver Driver
Nice, but if we’re chasing hearts, keep your eyes on the line—no drifting into romance before the checkered flag.