Amandas Song by Adam Carroll Lyrics
I'm driving and I'm dreaming stopping at the same old place
Thinkin bout the way that your dirty blonde hair never hides your pretty face
Your smiling eyes are blazing when you hold a cigarette
Thinking about the time that you looked that way don't think I will forget
Don't think I will forget
When daylight in your window feels like moonlight in disguise
Wonder if you're thinking about me, does the sunshine hurt your eyes
You might be living with a perfect stranger, I might be looking for a friend
Wonder if you're thinking about me in the morning once again
Can't sleep in on Sundays, sleepin's getting old
Wonder if you're thinking about me when its ten years down the road
I see neon making magic from the inside of a bar
See the statue of the virgin on the dashboard of a car
I used to call you in my daydreams but I don't remember howthey're different now
And I judge the distance between us from the plaster on the wall
Wonder when you're thinkin, do you think about love, do you think of me at all
I wonder if you're thinking about the way things were and how
Do you think of me at all
I'm driving and I'm dreaming stopping at the same old place
Thinking bout the way that your dirty blonde hair never hides your pretty face
Never hides your pretty face
Thinkin bout the way that your dirty blonde hair never hides your pretty face
Your smiling eyes are blazing when you hold a cigarette
Thinking about the time that you looked that way don't think I will forget
Don't think I will forget
When daylight in your window feels like moonlight in disguise
Wonder if you're thinking about me, does the sunshine hurt your eyes
You might be living with a perfect stranger, I might be looking for a friend
Wonder if you're thinking about me in the morning once again
Can't sleep in on Sundays, sleepin's getting old
Wonder if you're thinking about me when its ten years down the road
I see neon making magic from the inside of a bar
See the statue of the virgin on the dashboard of a car
I used to call you in my daydreams but I don't remember howthey're different now
And I judge the distance between us from the plaster on the wall
Wonder when you're thinkin, do you think about love, do you think of me at all
I wonder if you're thinking about the way things were and how
Do you think of me at all
I'm driving and I'm dreaming stopping at the same old place
Thinking bout the way that your dirty blonde hair never hides your pretty face
Never hides your pretty face