Asleep in the back seat Old stars above me Satellites drift on by Cheese grows up in trees, like my dad would have me believe I have nothing left to hide ? Drowning tide In a drunken summer charm Languid haze Stay with me Despite the tricks of life over the Memories they hold tight with me now And I'm lost if I can't make sense of it anyhow Nothing is ever as it seems But I take what I get anyway It's harder to see but I'll take what I get anyway It's harder to see but I'll take what I get anyway Technical Kodak eyes Would have a lot to hide Oh your lip wine, lips I could kiss Asleep in the back seat Old stars above me Satellites drift on by Despite the tricks of life over the Memories they hold tight with me now And I'm lost if I can't make sense of it anyhow Nothing is ever as it seems But I take what I get anyway It's harder to see but I'll take what I get anyway It's harder to see but I'll take what I get anyway It's harder to see but I'll take what I get anyway