Book of Angels - Jim White

Book of Angels - Jim White
Big ole car
Moving fast
Watch the world go
Speeding by
Little wheels
Inside my brain
God I wonder
Where I'm going
Where you going
Need a ride
We got time
To see a movie
It's all right
It's okay
'Cause I can tell you
My big secret
Sho' is cool
Sho' is cool
I'm like a mad
Tap dancing fool
I got my car
And I got my dreams
But won't she you help me
Help me write my
Book of angels
Book of angels
It's a gloomy ole house
Spooky town
You make that light
Better just keep
Rolling higher still
Climb the mountain
'Course what you'll find there
You can't be certain
'Cause when you're free
Well you're just free
And ain't that scary
Ain't that wild
And don't you feel
Feel just like
Like chucking freedom out the window
Sho' is cool
Sho' is real
I dance just as good as I feel
I feel just like
A hurricane
She say my name
Help me write my book of angels
Book of angels
I'm counting trees
I'm counting miles
I count the distance
Between your smiles
Give me something
To hold onto
No not that
I don't want to
'Cause if you drive
Drive your car
Fast and hard
A million miles
Well you might finally
The find yourself
Alone way out there on the highway
Sho' is cool
Sho' is wild
Once I was a little baby child
But I lost my car
And I lost my dreams
So won't you help me
Help me write my
Book of angels
My book of angels
My book of angels
Book of angels
Book of angels
Angels