--words and music by Jonah Koslen
from "Ladies' Choice", 1976, Epic Records
Whatever happened to that California dream They said head west young man, there ain't nothin' in between And we dreamt of how we'd drive away On lines so sleek and clean I can almost see the scene If we close our eyes, then this night may never end Darlin' hold me tight, (hold me tight) like you won't let go again But when the mornin' sun slips through, he won't let you pretend, is he just around that bend Drivin' by (drivin' by) on a rail to the edge of the sky Drivin' by (drivin' by) on a rail to the edge of the sky If we're quick we might catch the tracks of our lives I can comfort your body but that still may do no good I'm like a rusted, a rusted stallion, shakin' high top my old car's hood And all I can see is you wavin' to me From the front door where you stood I'd slow my wheels down if I could Drivin' by (drivin' by) on a rail to the edge of the sky (edge of the sky) Drivin' by (drivin' by) drivin' by on a rail to the edge of the sky If we're quick we might catch the tracks of our lives Drivin' by (drivin' by) drivin' by on a rail to the edge of the sky Drivin' by (drivin' by) drivin' by on a rail to the edge of the sky If we're quick we might catch the tracks of our lives the tracks of our lives