The blue Volkswagen

The blue Volkswagen is alone 
Left by his owner on the coble stone street, still up and running 
He´ll be back, he always does  
But what if this time is different 
I have known many owners, every single one left eventually 
They always do  
And one day I will be too old, I will become too vintage 
That will be the day my light dims, for good 
But until then I keep my lights as bright as I can 
To shine my light on the road that comes ahead