In my big old LTD
Nothing but time and the road and me
On a week long Sunday drive
Little flashes of life go by
Saw denim shirts in cotton fields
Out of the corners of my windshield
Old folks sittin' in trailer parks
With pink flamingos in their front yards
Watching life with the sound turned down
Oh, you know, this must be how
The angels see when they look at you and me
Watching life
With the sound turned down
Sittin' up on heaven's clouds
They ought to be laughing and crying out loud
Starin' at this picture show
Little movies of us below
Can they see us through the night
As we dance in the kitchen light
In the silence as we sway
The rest of the world just goes away
Watching life with the sound turned down
Oh, you know, this must be how
The angels see when they look at you and me
Watching life
With the sound turned down
Watching life with the sound turned down
Oh, you know, this must be how
The angels see when they look at you and me
Watching life
With the sound turned down
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