Lyrics
[verse]
Riding down a highway made of tin and chrome
Saw a billboard flashing far from home
Postcard girl in a magazine dream
Selling something sweeter than it seemed
[chorus]
Carolina, what's your story now
Painted lights and neon take a bow
Carolina, spinning on the sign
Tell me if the picture's really mine
[verse]
Saxophone is howling at the moon
Synths are flickering an old cartoon
Every avenue's a runway show
Every stranger's someone that you know
[chorus]
Carolina, what's your story now
Painted lights and neon take a bow
Carolina, spinning on the sign
Tell me if the picture's really mine
[bridge]
Cut the film before the credits roll
Cut the static, let the engine go
Something quirky, something out of time
Something painted just to make it rhyme
[chorus]
Carolina, what's your story now
Painted lights and neon take a bow
Carolina, spinning on the sign
Tell me if the picture's really mine
