all I think about is a memory
in that dream when you kissed my arm
as I look away, don't hear
a word I say
That maybe when I die
I get to be a car
driving in the night
lighting up the dark.
something in your voice
sparks a little hope
I'll wait up for that noise
your voice becomes my home
"Of course you had that boyfriend, the one with the Chevrolet. He never knew Will Rogers, I'd be willing to say. Yes, it's safe to say, he never met Will Rogers."