book of angels

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

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 you help me

help me write my book of angels

book of angels

and it's a gloomy ole house in a 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

feel just like a hurricane

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

and if you drive

drive your car fast

and hard a million miles

well you might finally find yourself alone

way out there on the highway

sho' is cool. sho' is wild

once i was a little baby

but i lost my car

and i lost my dreams

so won't you help me

help me write my book of angels

book of angels