It was Cinco de Mayo. Pillow case on his head. No more breathing time. An ambulance sped. Sped 'round every corner. Calling out his name. . Shot a rabbit from the back seat window.
You can rest easy tonight. Everything is gonna be alright,. I promise. Go to sleep and dream of me tonight. Everything may not be perfect,. but at least we tried.
Sometimes I think I need to get away,. Pack all my things,. Get on a plane,. Head off alone one summer day,. Never look back at the town i called home,.
We're both losing sleep. Just to make our time last. Always in a hurry. Just to grow up too fast. . But we've got time. Yeah, we've got time. . The season's always changing.
This bus has a way to make me feel safe,. at least from where I had stayed.. And as you sit with me,. I can't help but feeling that you'll never go away..