Transit
Parking Lot Nights
The wind stole color from the trees
With a burst of October air
It's tearing out the roots
What's left has falling apart
How the branches used to sway
They were singing songs of beauty
But you heard nothing just deafening screams
And I still miss those nights
When we ran beneath the playground lights
The sparks lit up our eyes
But I will not forget how we threw caution at the wind
The sparks will never die
Why do these moments filled with happiness
Make me feel so hollowed out?
But the rain is pouring down against my windshield
And the outside air it's trying to get in again
So I'll keep driving all around this town
Singing our old songs I can't seem to let go
(When will I let it go?)
The rain is pouring down against my windshield
And the outside air is trying to get in again
I'll keep driving around this town
Singing our old songs again