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My love is in league with the freeway |
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Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by |
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And the tail-lights dissolve in the coming of night |
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And the questions in thousands take flight |
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My love is a-miles in the waiting |
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The eyes that just stare and the glance at the clock |
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And the secret that burns and the pain that grows dark |
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And it's you once again |
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Leading me on |
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Leading me down the road |
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Driving me on |
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Driving me down the road |
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My love is exceeding the limit |
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Red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles |
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Distance and longing, my thoughts do provide |
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Should I rest for a while at the side? |
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Your love is cradled in knowing |
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Eyes in the mirror, still expecting they'll come |
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Sensing too well when the journey is done |
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There is no turning back, no |
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There is no turning back, on the run |
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My love is in league with the freeway |
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Oh, the freeway and the coming of night-time |
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My love, my love is in league with the freeway |
