From the backseat, I stare out the window
I've never been this way before
From the backseat, I stare at your review
Your eyes are something I want more of

I feel warm
I feel home
But how long will I ignore what my mother always taught me?

"If it seems too good too be true,
Then it's probably too good to be true"
My father always told me that
"Nothing lasts forever,
In the end it's only you"

From the backseat, I stare at a new moon
Just bright enough tonight to explore
From the backseat, I stare at the deep blue
Light from the stars outside my door