I'm gonna build a boxcarAnd drive far awayTo my favorite placesThat I have yet to visit(My ABEC seven bearings will carry me throughanything we do together)Take me back to the first day of classIt was freshman year in mathematicsYou sat in the front as I stood in the backI was too nervous to ask anybody around meWhat your name wasSo I bit my tongue(And I swallowed the words that I should have said)But never did because you thought that I would make it worse(You were a risk)As my life passes byI will then decideAn accurateTime to driveAnd become satisfiedWith my lifeThis boxcarWas buried in my headThe gears were turning butI was daydreaming instead As my life passes byI will then decideAn accurateTime to driveAnd become satisfiedWith my life
