Rear View Mirror

Tijuana and twenty dollars
San Diego and down to two
Living on my last good holler
"Sister, can I ride with you?"
There's a hole in this heart of mine
And a good piece of soul is hard to find

There's got to be a Heaven somewhere
I hope I know it when I get there
I see my life in your rear view mirror
But I don't see Heaven
And I don't see Heaven getting any nearer

Do you ever wonder why seagulls hover?
They never know where to settle down
They get to looking and soon discover
It's pretty much all the same around
So they hang out in Malibu
Count the stars and say, "Now what do we do?"

There's got to be a Heaven somewhere
I hope I know it when I get there
I see my life in your rear view mirror
But I don't see Heaven
And I don't see Heaven getting any nearer

Soup line tunes are always Gospel songs
They feed you if you sing along
I can almost hear those Hare Krishna bells
San Francisco and what the hell
I was ready to fade away
By the time I got to Monterey

I hope I know it when I get there
There's got to be a Heaven somewhere
I see my life in your rear view mirror
But I don't see Heaven
And I don't see Heaven getting any nearer
And I don't see Heaven getting any nearer