Dashboard Confessional

Hand out the window
Floatin' on air
Just a flip of the wrist
I'd be wavin' you goodbye
Drive past the lifeguard stand
Where I sit around waiting for you to remember
Well past the beach hotels
Where the girls are getting' bronzed on their monogrammed towels
I drive this ocean road
And I remember
How the girls could turn to ghosts before your eyes
And the very dreams that led to them are keeping them from dying
And how the grace with which she walked into your life
Will stay with you in your steps,
Paced with you a while
So long, so long [x2]
The speaker in this door is blown
So nothing sounds quite right
And I drive this ocean road