Shriner's Park

(album: Your Little Secret - 1995)

I wonder what you're doing
In the night out there
Is a sad summer breath
Tangled in your hair?
Can you hear the lonely engines
Screaming through the town?
There's nowhere to run
When the darkness comes down

Is there a song inside of you
That you tried to forget?
Like your fake ID
And your mom's cigarettes?
Does it take you back?
Is the vision intense?
You and me in Shriner's Park
Trying to make some sense
Try to make some sense

You were just seventeen
But your laughter was mild
You liked my dreams
You thought I was wild
Is there a rhythm in your step now
That reminds you of a dance?
Do you push it all away
'Cause you never took the chance?

You'd sneak out your window
When I'd come for you
I'd be waiting in the street light
On 8th Avenue
You'd slip into my car
We'd drive down past the fence
You and me in Shriner's Park
Trying to make some sense
Try to make some sense
Oh... try to make some sense

Did you feel like
You were crazy
When they sent you
Far away?
Did no-one
Have the answers
When you hung your
Head to pray?
You could not
Let yourself dream
Never dare believe
You could ever be more
Than you were born to be

Do you lock up your house
Like you locked up your past?
If I were to call
Could you free me at last?
Could you slip into my car
Could we drive down past the fence
You and me in Shriner's Park
Trying to make some sense

Trying to make some sense
Oh, yeah
Oh, we were trying
Trying
Oh
You and me
You and me
You and me
Oh
Oh... baby
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh