Dishwalla - Counting Blue Cars

Must have been mid-afternoon
I could tell by how far the child's shadow is stretched out and
He walks 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?
And tell me am I very far?"

Must have 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'd really like to meet her
And ask her why we're who we are?
Tell me all your thoughts on God? Cause I'm 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'd really like to meet her
And ask her why we're who we are?
Tell me all your thoughts on God?
Cause I'm 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 of God?
Tell me all your thoughts of God?