Seventeen Septembers

Do you remember
 17 Septembers ago
 Sweat on the backseat
 Dylan on the radio
 You peeled off your troubles
 When you peeled off your old blue jeans
 But in the dash light
 She's like an angel fallen to earth
 And you convince yourself that she's worth
 Every risk you took the night the cornfields shook
 Bye, bye baby, in the click of hands
 Hello yet-to-be mystery man
 One night in a car changed who you are
 A boy a the front wheel
 17 Septembers have passed
 "Pop the clutch with your left heel..."
 You're linking up his future, your past
 And you tell him, "Your mom and me were bound for trouble-
 Wedding bells at the age of 18..."
 But in the dash light
 He looks like an angel fallen to earth
 And now you know how it cold have been worse
 For every risk you took the night the cornfield shook
 Bye, bye baby, in the click of the hand
 Look he's a yet-to-be mystery man
 Who played kick-the-can
 With a glass filled with sand