[Verse 1] Salt on my lips April in my rearview Pale blue motel Keys on the dashboard You said you'd quit All the late night vanish acts But there you go again A rumor in the foam [Chorus] Chocane comeback Hits me like a late wave I drift I drive Chasing every shooting star lane Heaven in the headrush Hell in the morning after I hit that April overdrive And fade into your laughter [Verse 2] Balearic hills Weaving through the roadside pines Windows all down Sea spray in the backseat light You trace my veins Like coastline on a folded map Say "we're almost there" To a place we never find [Chorus] Chocane comeback Hits me like a late wave I drift I drive Chasing every shooting star lane Heaven in the headrush Hell in the morning after I hit that April overdrive And fade into your laughter
