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