Rear View Mirror

Seen smoke covered mountains, and gold painted fields

Long valley highways where traffic wont yield

Seen pink tattooed sunsets and moss covered trees,

Birds flying high, like skipping rocks on the breeze

I’ve seen flashing lights and I’ve seen cityscapes,

But your pine colored eyes are my only escape

La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la la

Seen Seneca’s falls, and Maine’s harbors too

Norway’s great mountains, and the grass’s, fresh dew

Seen the lid slip off of that blue covered jar,

As the stars all flew out just like small fireflies

Up hills and down hills, all just to see

Your pine colored eyes so I’d finally be free

La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la la la la

But when I got home, well the magic had passed

And I craved your rose lips, and the spell that they cast

So I hopped in my car, and I hit the road again

So I hopped in my car, and I hit the road again