Procters - Rain Machine Lyrics

I hear your beating heart
I count your shallow breath
I catch your heavy head
I hold your fragile hand
What constitutes a drive
More than broken promises
I lost my train of thought
About today
And tomorrow
Because I hear your rain machine
I hear your rain machine
I drove so damn long
So damn fast
Long cement lines
Racing past
Trek half across the state
With my insomnia
Made it half-way back
Then crashed inside my car
And I hope that my alarm
Doesn't drown you out
If and when you try
To call me back
And I hope that you remember me
When you wake
And how I stayed up late
Just listening
Kept listening and listening to
Your rain machine
Your rain machine
I drained every last drop
Of your drug store liquor
I tore off every last one
Of my bumper stickers
And now I'm thrown back to it all
I'm holding on to you
And I can't see past your hairline
We're crammed onto the mattress
That I drove so long to find`