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