From the Backseat

Album: Road Between (2014)
  • We were burning in a '94 Corolla
    Three hours deep into South Dakota
    I was working on a lukewarm Coca Cola
    In the dog days of July

    And my dad was a Superman stick shift driver
    Stay at home Louis Lane beside him
    Kissing to the rhythm of the billboard signs
    As they went blurring by
    Even when he would stop to pull over
    He never took his hand off of her shoulder

    You can see for miles
    You can reach the dials
    Sit back and smile from the front seat
    You can chase the sun
    You can feel the hum of the axles
    Underneath your feet
    When you're sitting shotgun
    You seem pretty and free
    But you learn to love from the backseat

    So blink one day and I'm rolling along
    With a part time job and blue pom-poms
    Like every day's a knock off Mellowcamp song
    With his hand right on my knee

    And we made the age old prom-night promise
    Put the corsage right where I want it
    We found a road with nobody on it
    And we didn't stop to think
    And I didn't care when he killed the motor
    Shut off the lights and we climbed over

    You can see for miles
    You can reach the dials
    Sit back and smile from the front seat
    You can chase the sun
    You can feel the hum of the axles
    Underneath your feet
    When you're sitting shotgun
    You seem pretty and free
    But you learn to love from the backseat

    Up here I see it clear
    Through the rear-view
    It's good to take the backseat
    When you get to

    You can see for miles
    You can reach the dials
    Sit back and smile from the front seat
    You can chase the sun
    You can feel the hum of the axles
    Underneath your feet
    When you're sitting shotgun
    You seem pretty and free
    But you learn to love

    You can see for miles
    You can reach the dials
    Sit back and smile from the front seat
    You can chase the sun
    You can feel the hum of the axles
    Underneath your feet
    When you're sitting shotgun
    You seem pretty and free
    But you learn to love from the backseat

    We were burning in a '94 Corolla
    Three hours deep into South Dakota
    I was working on a lukewarm Coca Cola Writer/s: NICHOLLE ANNE GALYON, MIKE DALY, JIMMY ROBBINS
    Publisher: Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Walt Disney Music Company, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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