Walking back without a song
I hear the cars, I smell the exhaust
Played in the park when I was four
I can´t remember anymore
When it rains, it doesn´t pour

It just trickles, dawn to dawn
A big, bad shadow on the trees
The smell of cattle in the breeze

And maybe I´ll go driving just to drive
Maybe I´ll go riding just to ride
Maybe it meant nothing
When I threw another coin in the fountain at the mall

Piece by piece, door to door
Everything I learn, I forget four
I used to drop the windows down
In case you ever returned home

And maybe I went driving just to drive
Maybe I went fighting just to fight
And maybe it meant something

When I threw another coin in the fountain at the mall