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Before I hit the highwayI’,m not sleeping well, maybe you can tell. I can close my eyes, but sleep won't close in on me. But if it's all the same,(To you.) I guess I like this game, (It's true) 'Cause when I close my eyes it's the dreams of my life I see. And that's why, I gotta try. And that's why, there's that look in my eye. And that's why... I'm high, before I hit the highway. That's why, it's these visions in my mind. wondering what I will find, it get's me high, before I hit the highway. Another sleepless night, (For me.) I guess it'll be alright. (You see.) I can turn off the light, but I can't turn off my mind. It hears a calling,(Out there.) so I go looking. (Somewhere.) I don't know what for but it's something I've got to find. Chorus And that's why, sometimes I cry. It's a fire, that burns in my eyes. They call them white nights, (They do.) They turn to daylight. (It's True.) And a restless wind is blowing through my soul. Time you can't borrow, (Oh no.) can't save it for tomorrow. (I know.) I better take the wheel while I can still take control. I said I better take the wheel while I can still take control!
©1992 David D. Vande Velde |
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