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I stole an American car it took me two places I'd never been one was just beyond my home state line & the other was in the state pen I felt guilty for what I'd done I pulled off to the side of the road & prayed there were newspaper men all around at the scene you probably read about it the very next day As I sit here behind this windscreen tonight I wonder back through my awkward flight we were teenagers in classrooms, but young adults in bars I search my mind over & grit my teeth & dance down the right lane of old 18 I believe in broken hearts & American Cars I was the one who never got away she lost her shirt taking a gamble on me I choked back liquor & was speechless as she opened the door on permanent leave but while I sped along the open road & tasted my last breath of free air in that two-tone coupe in my brief embrace I left that mess in my rearview mirror Three years later I stepped through the front gate feeling stronger in body & mind she & I had made a vow, or a pact of some sort never to search & never to be unkind how can one day lay in the middle of spring & the next be the middle of fall I started wondering if I was ever really there or if I'd stolen that car at all |