Broken Headlights - Joey Ryan

It hasn’t rained hard for the better part of seven months

Everyone’s listening

All I see ahead of me are glistening lights

This city stays up at night

Droning along like a dissonant song

By an amateur symphony

How come I can only tell you I love you

When you’re sleeping in the passenger seat?

And all the fast cars with the broken headlights

Run the red lights in the canyons

And I can taste it, the rain is coming

To clear the air over Los Angeles

Maybe it’ll bring the hillside down

Maybe it’ll flood the streets

Maybe when I tell you that I want you forever

I’m gonna make a fool of me

But I’ve got the windows down, the heater on my feet

And the skies are opening

It’s gonna come pouring down, it’s gonna come pouring out

I’m gonna say everything

And all the fast cars with the broken headlights

Run the red lights in the canyons

And I can taste it, the rain is coming

To clear the air over Los Angeles

The road is winding and it’s barely lit

You never know how far you’re really gonna get

But when you live here, you just learn to get used to it

And all the fast cars with the broken headlights

Running red lights in the canyon

But it’s raining, the haze is drowning

The air is clear over Los Angeles