Song | Driving Towards the Daylight |
Artist | Joe Bonamassa |
Album | Tour de Force - Royal Albert Hall |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Look upon a mountain, | |
waitin' on a train. | |
Baby I know what's wrong, | |
and it's still happening. | |
Waiting on my destiny, | |
learning from my abilities. | |
Who was wrong and | |
who was right and | |
do we even know why we are fighting? | |
So take your eyes off of me | |
and look upon the churning sea. | |
(Chorus) | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get back home. | |
Rusty strings on my old guitar, | |
speaks volumes of who you are. | |
So never did I think it was you | |
It was me, one of the chosen few | |
Who will it be, oh the next time? | |
Hopefully one with more sense of mind. | |
So where did you go? | |
Always will see, | |
it's a story of you and me. | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get back home. | |
(Solo) | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from that midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get my way home. |
Look upon a mountain, | |
waitin' on a train. | |
Baby I know what' s wrong, | |
and it' s still happening. | |
Waiting on my destiny, | |
learning from my abilities. | |
Who was wrong and | |
who was right and | |
do we even know why we are fighting? | |
So take your eyes off of me | |
and look upon the churning sea. | |
Chorus | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get back home. | |
Rusty strings on my old guitar, | |
speaks volumes of who you are. | |
So never did I think it was you | |
It was me, one of the chosen few | |
Who will it be, oh the next time? | |
Hopefully one with more sense of mind. | |
So where did you go? | |
Always will see, | |
it' s a story of you and me. | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get back home. | |
Solo | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from that midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get my way home. |
Look upon a mountain, | |
waitin' on a train. | |
Baby I know what' s wrong, | |
and it' s still happening. | |
Waiting on my destiny, | |
learning from my abilities. | |
Who was wrong and | |
who was right and | |
do we even know why we are fighting? | |
So take your eyes off of me | |
and look upon the churning sea. | |
Chorus | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get back home. | |
Rusty strings on my old guitar, | |
speaks volumes of who you are. | |
So never did I think it was you | |
It was me, one of the chosen few | |
Who will it be, oh the next time? | |
Hopefully one with more sense of mind. | |
So where did you go? | |
Always will see, | |
it' s a story of you and me. | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get back home. | |
Solo | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from the midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Driving towards the daylight, | |
running from that midnight, | |
trying to get my way home. | |
Running from the spotlight, | |
trying to find the daylight, | |
trying to get my way home. |