It's Okay,   I don't even cry   all I think about is a memory    and the dream when you kissed my arm   as I look away, don't here what I say      That maybe when I die   I get to be a car    driving in the night   lighting up the dark.   something in your voice   sparks a little hope   I'll wait up for that noise   your voice become my home      One way road, don't care what I find   A little thunders good, I thought maybe you would   but it's okay, we all feel left out   sometimes growing up, it can get you down.      I give you some thing that no one's going to give you   my sleepin' skin and my heart deep down in you   I'll never tell you, but you're my little scar   Goodbyes are hard and there hard and there hard       Maybe when I die   I get to be a car    driving in the night   Lighting up the dark   Something in your voice,   sparks a little hope   Ill wait up for that noise   your voice become my home