Lyrics
The wind blows my hair across my face
There's a kid on his skateboard in the Manly sun
We're driving down the avenue
Past all the big houses
And there's something about these streets
And the way you wear your heart on your sleeve
And down below, I see the aquamarine
I think that I'm beginning
To care
I think that I'm beginning
To care
Oh, the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys
Boys buy a case and we sit in the backyard
Our hair and our skin's all salty and starched
The air is soft, reminds of Indian days
I think that I'm beginning
To care
I think that I'm beginning
To care
Oh, the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys
Yeah, the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys
Stay with me
Stay a while
Stay with me
Stay a while
Oh, I think that your love is making me nervous
The way your eyes hold me standing backstage
I'll find my way from the old road, but I don't know when
I think that I'm beginning
To care
Oh, the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys
Yeah, the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys, the boys
Driving in cars with the boys
I think that I'm beginning
To care
I think that I'm beginning
To care
I think that I'm beginning
To care
I think that I'm beginning
To care