Dishwalla Counting Blue Cars Lyrics

Must of been mid afternoon

I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched 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?"

"Tell me am I very far?"

Must of 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 would really like to meet her.

And ask her why we're who we are.

Tell me all your thoughts on God,

Cause I am 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 pass many, cross eyed people

And ask many questions

Like children often do

"Tell me all your thoughts on God?

'Cause I would really like to meet her.

And ask her why we're who we are.

Tell me all your thoughts on God?

'Cause I am 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