I learned my limit In the back of a Camry from Rockaway She had salt in her hair And blood on her feet that day ♪ Left a trail that I followed down The shore before the foam wiped away Cauterized in sand And tugging at my hand through the patchwork ♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Like runaways From workaday To Rockaway ♪ With a cool breath to greet you The sun runs espionage As beige geometry Cedes to fields of decoupage ♪ From a bag in a box in a bag to a bottle My mind wiped away Darkness in reverse With me at my worst, she held me ♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Like runaways From railways To Rockaway ♪ I learned my limit In the back of a Camry I don't recall At the time I'd have cited Some red-headed reason But was it just to feel Or not to feel at all I was leaving? ♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Like runaways From blue and gray To Rockaway