In my rearview mirror
My life is getting clearer
The sunset sighs and slowly disappears
These trinkets once were treasure
Life changes like the weather
You grow up, grow old, or you hit the road 'round here
So I drive (drive drive)
Watching white lines passing by
Don't know where I'm going
But I know where I've been
I'm afraid of going back again
Come on
Let's go
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