© 1996-2016 khanada rhodes
it was the hottest day in july
and all along santa monica boulevard
cars were stood still
and a gleaming metal tube
would stretch all the way from the highlands
back to la brea.
and she met under los angeles sunshine
sitting at the wheel
(any day now)
music drifted in
(sing blue silver, sing sing blue silver)
this is the story of his dream...