Boy in the Backseat

I buried my head in the sun

There's use in us making plans

if there's breath in my lungsI'm keeping myself to myself

Still gathering dust on that shelf

It was breath my lungs

And ..And .

as long as I know I'll still breath

if there's breath in my lungs

Then there's wars to be wonI'm buried my neck in the sand

There's no use in us making plans

if there's breath in my lungsKeeping myself to myself

still gathering dust on that shelf

because I'll still be that boy

the boy in the backseat.And .

as long as I know I'll still breath

if there's breath in my lungsNow you're out there

are you .

. all I control