It was the High School yearbook, the class of '63 I'll never forget the way you gave your and pen to me It was all talked out and settled, you I'd understand A girl with dreams as big as yours just had to make some
So I turned to your picture, most likely to succeed The only one in the damn book that didn't show you with me And it said that you liked inner strength, so I tried to be true to And I hid my teenage broken heart, instead I this poem
I hope you always a Cadillac I hope you always champagne I hope you always with the sunshine I hope you never have to face the
Unless the clouds are lined silver, may every heart You meet be gold and may you find the world as As you've been told, at the ten year reunion They read your note and displayed your cover photograph
In your full length coat, but the words underneath the picture Were what mattered to me There was something in the lines That no one else see
It said, I always a Cadillac, I always drink champagne And if you make while the sun shines You have to face the rain, I travel fast because I go alone Everybody gets bought and
And I wondered if really become that cold was the last word anyone heard from you Until I got card today, a single line and signature said, "I'm coming home to stay"
I wonder what life has done to you, I why you thought of me But if you by to say hello, I wonder what you'll think if you see An old ragged high school yearbook that falls open to just one With a picture of a girl's face full of beauty, dreams and rage
But the words underneath the Is the verse that's so true It's the one I swore no one read Unless I it to you
I hope you drive a Cadillac I you always drink champagne And you'll carry my wherever you go if I never see you again
But if you it back home to me Maybe then mean you know That the love's the love that let's you go I you always drive a Cadillac