Well the wind blows my hair across my face
There's a kid on his skateboard in the Manly sun
We're driving down the avenue, past all the big houses
And there's something about these streets
And the way you wear your heart on your sleeve
Down below I see the aquamarine...

I think that I'm beginning to care...
I think that I'm beginning to care...

Oh the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys

[Verse 2]
The boys buy a case, and we sit in the backyard
Our hair and our skin is all salty and starched
The air is soft and reminds me of ending days

Stay with me, stay a while...

Well, I think that your love is making me nervous
The way your eyes hold me, standing backstage
I'll find my way from the old road but I don't know when...

I think that I'm beginning to care...