Counting Blue Cars - Dishwalla

Must have been mid afternoon

I could tell by how far the child’s shadow stretched out

And he walked with a purpose in his sneakers down the street

He had many questions like children often do

He said, tell me all your thoughts on God

Tell me am I very far?

Must have been late afternoon

On our way the sun broke free of the clouds

We count only blue cars, skip the cracks in the street

And ask many questions like children often do

We said, tell me all your thoughts on God

Cause I would really like to meet her

And ask her why we’re who we are

Tell me all your thoughts on God

Cause I am on my way to see her

So tell me am I very far, am I very far now?

It’s getting cold picked up the pace

How our shoes make hard noises in this place

Our clothes are stained

We pass many cross-eyed people

And ask many questions like children often do

Tell me all your thoughts on God

Cause I would really like to meet her

And ask her why we’re who we are

Tell me all your thoughts on God

Cause I am on my way to see her

So tell me am I very far

Am I very far now, am I very far now, am I very far now?

Tell me all your thoughts on God