Falling Asleep in the Backseat of a Moving Car
When I was younger and the world was bigger
I’d often travel far, far away
To places where I was happy and unaware
Drive on, drive on, until we reach tomorrow day
The journey there would be an interesting one
Pity that I saw much more behind closed eyes
The gentle hum of the engine drones through the night
Drive on, drive on, as the world simply passes by
While I remain sleeping, my father keeps driving
Our destination is too far away for me to see
But I never doubt that we will make it there
Drive on, drive on, in heaven someday I’ll be
When I grew up, I discovered the thing called faith
Take my hand, and my whole life, too, I said
I was the small child sleeping through the car ride
Trusting, believing that I would make it home to bed