I watch people going about the day

I wonder if they realize their life is on display

From the mom buying food

To the bum drinking booze

To the man on the corner on his sax playing blues

As I drive by I glance across the azure sky

Close my eyes and let out a sigh

And thats why I love the back seat

I don’t have to drive, don’t have to think

I can watch the landscape pass as I fall asleep