Singing with the windows down 

I'm driving down the street 

and i hope that i'm the only one 

Who doesn't have a/c 

'Cause my voice is often cracking 

and even sometimes laughing 

As i lift my voice to Jesus 

and fight the friday traffic 

I sing, "amazing love, 

How can it be?" 

My voice flows out the window 

Into the summer heat 

Like the heat my voice is rising 

Breaking through the pink horizon 

Winking at the sun and flying home 

and i don't mind the weather 

'Cause my seats aren't made of leather 

If my car would keep on going 

I could sing this song forever 

Lord, lead this vehicle 

Lord, lead this vehicle 

I can't drive forever 

The song is almost over 

The sun is setting 

The needle approaches empty 

despite the heat 

My feel are getting cold 

From where they've been 

and where they'll go 

They'll go 

Something tells me 

That they should be poised 

and ready to 

Kick the window 

I heard you 

and i found myself 

In a field one day 

I'll stop the car 

In rainwater 

I'll go by foot from here