I see your face in rearview light,
Small and fading with the night.
Funny how some things still stay,
Even when they’re far away.
Thought I left it all behind,
Back where the road crossed our lines.
But some memories don’t know,
How to let the body go.
I keep driving, but I know,
Some things move a little slow.
And no matter where I turn,
Some old lights still softly burn.
Got a rearview heart,
Still holding onto sparks.
Even when I move ahead,
Some of you stays in my chest.
Got a rearview heart,
Trying to outrun the dark.
But maybe healing looks like this,
A little ache, a little drift.
Streetlights cut across the glass,
Like reminders from the past.
Not enough to pull me back,
But enough to leave a trace.
Maybe I don’t need to fight,
Every shadow in the night.
Maybe I can let it be,
Part of how I carry me.
I keep driving, but I know,
Some things move a little slow.
And no matter where I turn,
Some old lights still softly burn.
Got a rearview heart,
Still holding onto sparks.
Even when I move ahead,
Some of you stays in my chest.
Got a rearview heart,
Trying to outrun the dark.
But maybe healing looks like this,
A little ache, a little drift.
Maybe love don’t really end,
It just changes shape a bit.
Turns into a line of light,
Trailing softly through the night.
Maybe all I need to do,
Is stop running from the truth.
Some things leave, but some remain,
Like soft lights inside the rain.
Got a rearview heart,
Still holding onto sparks.
Even when I move ahead,
Some of you stays in my chest.
Got a rearview heart,
Trying to outrun the dark.
But maybe healing looks like this,
A little ache, a little drift.
Rearview heart,
Rearview heart.
Still moving on,
Still moving on.
