Gregory Alan Isakov - Big Black Car lyrics

You were a phonograph, I was a kid I sat with an ear close, just listening I was there when the rain tapped her way down you face You were a miracle... I was just holdin' your space Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face The past, she is haunted, the future is laced Heartbreak, ya know, drives a big black car Swear I was in the back seat, just minding my own And through the gla**, the corn crows come like rain They won't stay, they won't stay For too long now This could be all that we know... Of love and all. Well you were a dancer, I was a rag The song in my head, well was all that I had Hope was a letter I never could send Love was a country we couldn't defend. And through the carnival we watch them go round and round All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns Well you were a magazine, I was a plane jane Just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain Love to just get into one of your stories Just me and all of my plane jane glory