Silver Civic

Today I thought of you It doesn't happen often I was walking in the rain The light hit, the leaves softened Under my feet Road unpaved and true Been six years since I even talked to you There was no cooling down You just wrapped my hand in yours, put your head down Said you were sorry, I Started to question what was real Held tight to the lapel of your coat just to have something to feel You said that you'd be going Couldn't believe you were telling the truth There was no way of knowing I used to find you just by chance At the back of a concert bar you had me in a trance And I read our letters now How could you have felt those things, packed up And driven out of town When every silver civic was your car And I was gonna be a star And you were gonna be mine When every silver civic was your car And I was gonna be a star And you were gonna be mine Now I'm in rumpled cotton slouching Got my kingdom, got my couch Autopilot is my pilot I roll in and I whirl out But I eat up this experience Careen down highways of doubt I'm just teetering in adulthood Like a flower in a drought When every silver civic was your car And I was gonna be a star And you were gonna be mine When every silver civic was your car And I was gonna be a star And you were gonna be mine Every silver civic was your car Every silver civic was your car Every silver civic was your car