Verse 1

Sunroof cracked in the August heat

Feet on the dash

Got the radio low

Laughing at nothing on an empty street

Watching the daylight fold

Hair in your face

You would sing off-key

I’d try to match you

Still you stole the show

Backseat polaroids of you and me

Colors already old

Chorus

I keep replaying all our backseat polaroids

Faded edges

But your smile is bright as ever

I close my eyes and let the soft noise fill the void

You’re still there between the raindrops on the window