“when I am running on fumes you fill me up. igniting my engine to throttle a bit harder. A bit faster. you rev me up regardless of the number of bumps, regardless of the amount of twists and turns in the road ahead. my heart belongs to you. propelling me towards the sunset. the reason I speed down the street in this passionate flight. Not afraid to jump any unsuspecting hill. most might think that I am crazy, the way that I drive. if they knew the reason why, they'd press the pedal down as well. when I am running on fumes, rev me up, rev me up. Baby rev me up. I am a well-oiled machine with a place to be. whether towards the moon or the sun. you're the gasoline that ignites the spark that pushes me to go a little further.”
Book:Twelve Midnight