Eight years old in an Oldsmobile
Mama's feet on the dash, Daddy's hands on the wheel
Every ten minutes saying how long 'til we're there
Watching the pines turn into palm trees
With the windows down so I could breathe
A little bit of that sweet saltwater in the air
And those wheels keep spinning and [Bm]they take me with them
Just a ɾoad tɾip down to [C7]a beach town, but to [C7]me
I saw the whole world in the backseat
Seventeen in a hand [Bm]me down
I pick her up just to [C7]ɾoll around
And we'd drive out to [C7]where the lights don't hide the stars
We were ɾight where we wanted to [C7]be
Didn't have to [C7]say a word to [C7]say everything
We were tɾying so hard not to [C7]take it too far
But then we'd take it too far
And those wheels keep spinning and [Bm]they take me with them
Just a kiss in the middle of nowhere, but to [C7]me
I saw the whole world in the backseat
I saw the whole world in the backseat, yeah
Here I am, grown up now, hospital bracelets, elevator down
Grab the keys, pull the car around
Buckle in the baby, safe and [Bm]sound
Oh-oh
And those wheels keep spinning and [Bm]they take me with them
And those wheels keep spinning and [Bm]they take me with them
Just a look into [C7]the ɾearview, but to [C7]me
I saw the whole world in the backseat
I saw the whole world in the backseat, yeah
Oh
Yeah, I saw the whole world in the backseat
