Vg_Hotbit888 - Prayer In Steel

I slid that key in slow like
I was fixing a prayer
My coupe sat low and still
With the dust hanging in the air
Turned it half a notch
Heard that old click click sign
She coughed like a tired old dog
Then let out a sleepy
I waited on that ground
Waited on that shake
Held my breath so tight
For the whole wide frame to wake
Warm up, baby
Warm up slow
Turn over, honey
Don't let me go
Warm up, baby
Come on and roll
My heart's in that dashboard glow
Frost on the windshield edge.
Dust on the cracked front seat
My hands knew every scar, every groove and heat