In Time

The girl in the red coat and the red car
Never goes very far
Wind whipping through her scarf now and then
It smells reminiscent of people she's loved
and places she's been

She carries home with her in her head
and leans her heart into step
Branches a little farther, farther...
Sometimes forgets to turn her head toward the sun
But friends come along and show her
The battle is already won
and carry her on. farther, farther

She asks for joy. and craves truth
Searches for it the whole night through
When the morning comes, she feels weak
The day wears on and at its peak,
the sun is setting,
but un-forgetting.
If only she'd look back she'd find
the days of search spell years of found, in time.