Rearview

Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7 I sit down in my car, it's a quarter past three Cmaj7 I dig into my pockets, fumbling around for my keys Fmaj7 C Cmaj7 Why are jean pockets so deep when you miss something that you need Fmaj7 My index finger grabs hold of an old broken keychain Cmaj7 Wish I had a boyfriend, use that empty carpool lane Fmaj7 C Cmaj7 Adjust my side mirrors left than right, oh Fmaj7 Turn on the heater, flick on the headlights Cmaj7 Glance down at the dashboard; 28 Fahrenheit Fmaj7 C Cmaj7 Put it in drive, let's get out of here Dm7 Cm I look into the rearview, as I put in a CD C An old pair of blue eyes staring back at me Dm7 C A face that I’ve known since I was two or three F C F C Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7 F C F C F Like a second mom, she raised me to be me G A teacher at Mark West elementary Am Em She made fall in love with the sounds of strings F But that couldn't be you, I'm alone G Am You passed away from a driver on their phone Em Em7 F Hufford; gone too soon