Song | Big Log |
Artist | Robert Plant |
Album | Pop Classics - The Long Versions Volume 3 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
My love is in league with the freeway | |
Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by | |
And the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of night | |
And the questions in thousands take flight | |
My love is a-miles in the waiting | |
The eyes that just stare, and the glance at the clock | |
And the secret that burns, and the pain that grows dark | |
And it's you once again | |
Leading me on - leading me down the road | |
Driving beyond - driving me down the road | |
My love is exceedingly vivid | |
Red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles | |
Distance and longing, my thoughts do provide | |
Should I rest for a while at the side | |
Your love is cradled in knowing | |
Eyes in the mirror, still expecting they'll come | |
Sensing too well when the journey is done | |
There is no turning back - no | |
There is no turning back - on the run | |
My love is in league with the freeway | |
Oh the freeway, and the coming of night-time | |
My love is in league with the freeway |
My love is in league with the freeway | |
Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by | |
And the taillights dissolve, in the coming of night | |
And the questions in thousands take flight | |
My love is amiles in the waiting | |
The eyes that just stare, and the glance at the clock | |
And the secret that burns, and the pain that grows dark | |
And it s you once again | |
Leading me on leading me down the road | |
Driving beyond driving me down the road | |
My love is exceedingly vivid | |
Redeyed and fevered with the hum of the miles | |
Distance and longing, my thoughts do provide | |
Should I rest for a while at the side | |
Your love is cradled in knowing | |
Eyes in the mirror, still expecting they ll come | |
Sensing too well when the journey is done | |
There is no turning back no | |
There is no turning back on the run | |
My love is in league with the freeway | |
Oh the freeway, and the coming of nighttime | |
My love is in league with the freeway |
My love is in league with the freeway | |
Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by | |
And the taillights dissolve, in the coming of night | |
And the questions in thousands take flight | |
My love is amiles in the waiting | |
The eyes that just stare, and the glance at the clock | |
And the secret that burns, and the pain that grows dark | |
And it s you once again | |
Leading me on leading me down the road | |
Driving beyond driving me down the road | |
My love is exceedingly vivid | |
Redeyed and fevered with the hum of the miles | |
Distance and longing, my thoughts do provide | |
Should I rest for a while at the side | |
Your love is cradled in knowing | |
Eyes in the mirror, still expecting they ll come | |
Sensing too well when the journey is done | |
There is no turning back no | |
There is no turning back on the run | |
My love is in league with the freeway | |
Oh the freeway, and the coming of nighttime | |
My love is in league with the freeway |