accents (rewrite two)

I miss hearing accents
though they sometimes make me sad
'cause they make me remember
relatives that I once had
in Southern California
aunts and uncles, cousins, kin
and now that they've passed on
I need to hear them all again

with their true pure vowels of Spanish
the way they rolled their r's
I'd hear them talk to Dad
from the back seat of the car
and then we'd drive home
from where the journey had begun
mom and dad and four kids
north on highway 101

          although those days are long gone
          my heart knows them deep inside
          come in this car of memories
          it's time to take a ride

I heard accents in kitchens
and in their living rooms
outside in yards lit up by
the shining summer moon
voices hanging in the air
floating right above me
the sounds of those who cared
the people who loved me

          although those days are long gone
          my heart knows them deep inside
          come in this car of memories
          it's time to take a ride

it hurts when it's all over
when the ones you love move on
and it's painful to remember 
when they've passed and gone
but that's where I find beauty
where memories survive
sometimes I look inside 
I see they're still alive 

          although those days are long gone
          my heart knows them deep inside
          come in this car of memories
          it's time to take a ride

I miss hearing accents