Down the interstate
And stretched my body out
It's a blue Sunday
And rolled my jacket up under my head
Couldn't be too far in front of her daddy's bloodhounds
A blue Sunday
Blue with shades of gray
Down the interstate
I pretended not to hear
She said, "Here, let me cover it"
I slept for a thousand years
We were friends at first sight in the 7-Eleven light
Yeah, a blue Sunday
We never met before
But I ain't gonna worry now
It's a blue Sunday
Yeah, a blue Sunday
She said, "Nothing worth talking 'bout"
And I rode shotgun all that night
Blue with shades of gray
Every now and then she'd laugh out loud for no reason
Her backseat could have been a hotel
It's a blue Sunday
She drove and never made a sound
I asked, if there was anything wrong
