Song Lyrics

They didn't say where we were going,
We just climbed into the back seat.
Our eyes wide open to the picture show outside,
I guess we really didn't understand at all.

Remember looking up at them in the front row, Hands touched together almost out of sight. It's been a long hard week,
But now the slow release,
Of a Sunday afternoon.

We were only young,
And they were trying hard reach us.
How was I to know back then,
This was something so worth keeping?

Chorus:
Watching the world through an open window, Trees lined up like dominos,
This old car would find her own way home (It's the ordinary things that mean so much). That's when I learned it all from them,
To fight, to love, To laugh again.
Man I thought that we were only wasting time, Out on a Sunday drive.

When the sun warms your soul,
Like old friend,
Singing songs along that ribbon of a road,
And everyone you've ever loved,
Sitting there so close,

Never thinking that we'd ever get old, Why would we ever get old?
While we were,

Chorus:
Watching the world through an open window, Trees lined up like dominos,
This old car would find her own way home, (It's the ordinary things that mean so much). That's when I learned it all from them,
To fight, to love, To laugh again.
Man I thought that we were only wasting time, Out on a Sunday drive.

I didn't say where we were going,
I just helped them to the back seat.
My dad just smiled and said son don't drive too far, Your mama gets pretty tired these days.

After a few miles I guess they, recognized some places,
And I listened as they reminisced,
About this world that they had always known, How it changes,
It'll probably never be the same again.

I caught them in the mirror,
They were holding hands and smiling. Looking younger than they'd been in years. Through all those years.

Chorus:
Watching the world through an open window, Trees lined up like dominos,

This old car would find her own way home, (It's the ordinary things that mean so much). That's when I learned it all from them,
To fight, to love, To laugh again.
Man I thought that we were only wasting time, Out on a Sunday drive,
Out on a Sunday drive,
Out on a Sunday drive.

Barry George Dean, Don Mescall, Stephen Paul Robson

The duration of Sunday Drive is 4:56 minutes and seconds.