Shriner's Park-Melissa Etheridge

I wonder what you're doing In the night out there Is a sad summer breath tangled in your hair Can you hear the lonely engines Screaming through the town There's no where to run Is there a song inside of you That you tried to forget Like your fake ID and your mom's cigarettes Does it take you back Is the vision intense You and me in Shriner's Park Trying to make some sense You were just seventeen But your laughter was mild You liked my dreams you thought I was wild Is there a rhythm in your step now That reminds you of a dance Do you push it all away Cause you never took the chance You'd sneak out your window I'd be waiting in the street light on 8th Avenue You'd slip into my car We'd drive down past the fence You and me in Shriner's Park Trying to make some sense Did you feel like you were crazy When they sent you far away Did no one have the answers When you hung your head to pray You could not let yourself dream Never dare believe You could ever be more Than you were born to be Do you lock up your house Like you locked up your past If I were to call Could you free me at last Could you slip into my car Could we drive down past the fence You and me in Shriner's Park Trying to make some sense