Karaoké 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

And we count only blue cars skip the cracks in the street and ask

Many questions like children often do

He said

Tell me all your thoughts on God

'Cos I'd really like to meet Her

And ask Her why we're who we are

Ooh

Tell me all your thoughts on God

'Cos I'm 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 odd 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

'Cos I'd really like to meet Her

And ask Her why we're who we are

Ooh

Tell me all your thoughts on God

'Cos I'm 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

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh ooh ooh ooh