The Backseat

In the back seats of burned out cars In the disenchantment lane The ideal angels twist and turn And ask forgiveness for future mistakes But you and I, we've been through this Maybe a hundred times before Always hitchin' rides with strangers That papa warned us about before But you know the summer always brought in That wild and reckless breeze And in the backseats we just tried to find Some room for our knees And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe And in the wild desert sun We drove straight on through the night We rode the fever out of Austin Dreamed of California lights Come July, we'll ride the ferris wheel Go round and round and round And if you never let me go Well, I will never let you down And you know the summer always brought in All those wild and reckless breezes And in the backseats we just tried to find Some room for our knees And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe And in the backseats we just tried to find some room to breathe And these cowboys all go crazy in the heat Chasin' the lights and all the girls along the Santa Ana streets They're just dyin' to meet It meant nothin' to me You know the summer always brought in That wild and reckless breeze And in the backseats we just tried to find Some room for our knees