Counting Blue Cars

~ Dishwalla ~

Must've been mid-afternoon
As I could tell by how far the child's shadow streched out
And he walked with a purpose in his sneakers, down the street
He had many questions like children often do

He said "Tell me all your thoughts on God?"
"And tell me am I very far?"

Must've been late afternoon
On our way the sun broke free of the clouds
We count only blue cars skip the cracks, in the street
And ask many questions like children often do

We said, "Tell me all your thoughts on God?
'Cause I'd really like to meet her
And ask her why we're who we are?
Tell me all you thoughts on God?
'Cause I'm on my way to see her
So tell me am I very far, am I very far now?"

It's getting cold picked up the pace
How our shoes make hard noises in this place
Our clothes are stained
We passs many cross-eyed people and asked
Many questions like children often do

Tell me all your thoughts on God?
'Cause I'd really like to meet her
And ask her why we're who we are?
And tell me all your thoughts on God?
'Cause I'm on my way to see her
So tell me am I very far
Am I very far now, am I very far now, am I very far now?
Tell me all your thoughts on God?

From the album Pet Your Friends