Counting Blue Cars (Tell Me Your Thoughts On God) - Dishwalla

Must of 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 of 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

Tell me all your thoughts on God