I wanted to stay Everyone was pale and faded Zelo is hesitated When it was time to turn on I wanted to stop My eyes were so dilated The traffic seemed syncopated And my car turned me on I´m driving to heaven Driving to heaven And there´s no way back home I wanted to breathe The air had been confiscated The ground was unrelated And the light turned me on I´m driving to heaven Driving to heaven And there´s no way back home