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Back when driving down White Rock Road
Was an hour in the car with a pillow
And the evening sun melted
Gold rays in between all the shadows
The swing out front, the light green yard
And homemade strawberry ice cream
I don't remember feeling much back then
But I remember the oak tree
I'm stuck somewhere in between
These endless endings and beginnings
I'm the daughter of my mother's mother
Gonna drive all night to California
Back to green carpets and white houses
If you knew me then, it would all make sense
Driving back in the almost dark
Whispery car on the gravel
Running between the vineyards
Fades to my rollerblades on the blacktop
Now my life is filled with stop signs
And signing on dotted lines
And I'm haunted by what I've lost
And I'm watching the clock and it won't stop
I'm stuck somewhere in between
These endless endings and beginnings
I'm the daughter of my mother's mother
Gonna drive all night to California
Back to green carpets and white houses
If you knew me then, it would all make sense
I'm still the same but everything has changed
I'm still the same but everything has changed
I'm still the same but everything has changed
I'm still the same but everything has changed
I'd like to think if you saw me now, you'd be proud
You'd be proud, proud, proud
I'm the daughter of my mother's mother
Gonna drive all night to California
Back to green carpets and white houses
If you knew me then, it would all make sense