Cars In The Grass

From a heart in a room

Comes a voice with a tune

Full of hope from the sound

To your heart, mouth to mouth

Killing time, moving in

The vibrations that can

Anytime, anywhere

As you sit and you stare

Sitting down, lying down

In your head, going round

Same old thoughts that you had

Am I good? Am I bad?

And the day rumbles on

On the streets of your town

Without you and your dream

Which you keep like the beam

In the eye of a dog

That you find on a stroll

Through what's left of your past

Through the cars in the grass

See where youth has got you

Still around, still a fool

But alive to a point

At the end of your joint