Incubus

Title: Drive

Why: Faith refuses to do anything based on the judgement of 
others. At some point she probably snapped and stopped 
trying to please people, her mother's approval or lack thereof 
is likely involved.

Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear 
And I cant help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take 
the wheel and steer 

It's driven me before, it seems to have a vague 
Haunting mass appeal 
Lately I'm beginning to find that I should be the one behind 
the wheel 

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there 
With open arms and open eyes yeah 
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there 

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive 
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive, oh 
oh 

It's driven me before, it seems to be the way 
That everyone else get around 

Lately, I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself, my 
light is found 

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there 
With open arms and open eyes yeah 
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there 

Would you choose water over wine 
Hold the wheel and drive 

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there 
With open arms and open eyes yeah 
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there, I'll be there