Street Car

Parked underground the night you left It took me an hour and a half To find my way back up above There was nothing up there without your love I was Speeding out, filled with doubt And Heading home Playing with the lights thinking of times And freaking out The street car stopped and I had not It's hard to explain except to say We're on our own in every way Someone who says they'll stay, may just Be waiting around for some luck Who's speeding out, filled with doubt And heading Home Playing with the lights, thinking of times And freaking out, the street car had stopped And I fucked up