I just stare out the car window

i just stare out the car window

let the breeze tangle my short brown hair

inhale that ocean wind

it means i'm seeing my friend again

who knows me like no one else

rolls her eyes at my boy troubles

pretending like she has none of her own

i just watch the sunset 

neighborhoods flying by

thinking about what i should tell her

probably better if i don't mention 

a certain someone again

maybe someday we will live closer

and i won't need to count down the months

till we drive up to Maine again

or spend hours checking the road for your car

making its way down our street

maybe i'll always be like your older sister, 

or maybe more of a forever kinda friend.