55

Late June afternoon with the sun outside

Got the windows down and I'm cruising at 55

Then I look out the window and what do I see

There's a crazy man and he's looking at me

But he says not a word as I drive by

And he fades away into the June sky

Remembering times when it was a simple life

When the biggest question was should I pack or should I buy

But those days have passed us by my friends

But these memories still jump around in my head

If I had a dime for all the times

That these silly dreams made me drive 55

Stupid dreams of time that's gone by

Why can't I kick them out of my life

They cry for ten cents even a penny a soul

But paying for sins will leave a poor man cold

Strange it seems how fast the time slips by

If you owned that special clock would it make you change your life

Or would you let the dreams still steal me away

Make you drive at night just to get away

Then that crazy man who looked me right on by

Would make me realize that was my old life

Late June afternoon with the stars outside