Boxcar Racer

I'm walking the streets With my hands in my shoes I'm out on a date with a picture of you I got a boxcar racer It's faster than the speed of sound It takes me away from here She's walking the streets With her hands in her shoes And she's in love with a boy Who only gives her the blues She loves the boxcar racer Because he's faster than the speed of sound He takes her away from here And if you look, oh, if you look You'll find nothing at all You'll find nothing at all But if it's good, oh if it's good You'll find a love, a great love If you let it go So now I'm walking the streets All alone in the night I take a look at myself And I kiss you goodbye, but why? I was a boxcar racer I was driving so fast that I couldn't slow down I was running away from here I was a boxcar racer Who was driving so fast that I couldn't slow down I was running away from here