Who was the girl behind the wheel of the old Dodge convertible leaking oil?
Who were you when you took off like speedo
for sunny California, radio full blast while dreaming
awake? Who was the boy? Who was the girl behind
the wheel of the old Dodge convertible leaking oil?
Was he or she the one who went blind from the
dust of the open road, rivulets of rain running
down muscle and swollen veins?
Did you light his cigarettes?
Did she light yours?
Who snatched the zippo from a store in Wyoming
with a cow or James Dean embossed in black on
the phony metal?
What town, or state of mind did you grow tired
of laughter and maybe love?