Lyrics American Window - Kristian Bush

American Window

All I got is a rusted Chevy
Searchin' for Route 66
I’m lookin' for the American Dream
Built with blood and tears and mortar and bricks
I can’t do this alone
So baby, won’t you ride with me?
So roll 'em down, turn the radio up
And tell me what you see
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Lookin' out an American window
Dirt roads turn into interstates
Like teenage roller-coasters without breaks
We keep pavin' over the top of our mistakes
It’s beautifully broken, but ain’t it great?
Like Friday night football games
Put your hand over your heart
Your throat gets tight
Watch you wear proud and brave
In the back of Freedom Park
Goodnight, baby
Goodnight, moon
Hold me close
Here in the dark
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Lookin' out an American window
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) tell me what you see
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) staring back at you
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) staring back at me
Mornin' breaks on high rises scrapin' the skies
Double wide to the chairs in the lawn
And yellow school buses full of brown bag lunches
And the kids close their eyes with their headphones on
There goes our future riding into the dawn
See mama makin' breakfast in the kitchen
She’s been up since the break of day
She fixed a Rockwell painting like it’s on an easel
Where whole family bows their heads to pray, and
The wolf is knockin' on the door
As the bacon starts to fry
Daddy paces back and forth
And you can hear Hank singin'
«I'm so lonesome I could cry»
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) tell me what you see
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) staring back at you
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) staring back at me
Lookin' out an American window
Stained glass looking out tomorrow
Looking at the past in joy and sorrow
Streaked and muddy, broken and bloody
But the coast is clear
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) tell me what you see
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) shinin' back at you
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh) red, white, blue, and free