Book of Angels

Book of Angels - Jim White

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

'Cause 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 she you help me

Help me write my

Book of angels

Book of angels

It's a gloomy ole house

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

I feel just like

A hurricane

She 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

'Cause if you drive

Drive your car

Fast and hard

A million miles

Well you might finally

The find yourself

Alone way out there on the highway

Sho' is cool

Sho' is wild

Once I was a little baby child

But I lost my car

And I lost my dreams

So won't you help me

Help me write my

Book of angels

My book of angels

My book of angels

Book of angels

Book of angels

Angels