The Girls Of The Freeway
Lyrics by Charles Lieurance
The girls of the freeway
head down to the lake house
and there they are transfigured
as they sit there drinking
and wait for their reflections
to come up for air
The girls of the freeway
fold paper flowers
they open and close them
with the ends of their fingers
they watch their reflections
come up for air
The girls of the freeway
head down to the lake
they think it's made of glass
and so they are transfigured
as they sit there laughing
and watch themselves glow