Verse
Six a.m. and the meter's still running
Foil blanket round your shoulders, sun coming
Radio catches a station half gone
Static and strings on a slow fade dawn
Glitter stuck to the pleather seat
Traffic lights blinking a lazy beat
Your head on the window, mine on your knee
Whole city humming in 2-4-3
Pre-Chorus
Windows fogging, engine low
Nowhere left that we need to go
Sun cuts gold through the taxi glass
Let this ride be the last thing that we ask
Chorus
Backseat static love
Crackle soft, don't rush
Sunrise leaking through
Backseat static love
Hearts still keeping time
Skin still warm from the strobe light shine
Backseat static love
Hold it till we land
Verse
Bassline's gone but my pulse keeps it
Your thumb on my wrist, you don't forget it
Streetlamps dimming as the sky turns pink
Neither one of us saying what we think
Bridge lights blur like a long exposure
Half a smile and the meter's closer
Driver's playing something soft and slow
Nobody's asking where we go
Pre-Chorus
Windows fogging, engine low
Nowhere left that we need to go
Sun cuts gold through the taxi glass
Let this ride be the last thing that we ask
Chorus
Backseat static love
Crackle soft, don't rush
Sunrise leaking through
Backseat static love
Hearts still keeping time
Skin still warm from the strobe light shine
Backseat static love
Hold it till we land
Bridge
Maybe it's the hour, maybe it's you
Maybe it's the gold coming through
Either way I'm not letting go
Either way I already know
Chorus
Backseat static love
Crackle soft, don't rush
Sunrise leaking through
Backseat static love
Hearts still keeping time
Skin still warm from the strobe light shine
Backseat static love
Hold it till we land
