Night-driving on a mountain road,
From the top I see a city down below,
It's laid out; it's grayed out
A perfect grid in a ghostly amber glow.
There's static on the radio.
Faint music from a time so long ago.
It takes me; it breaks me
I wonder if I really want to know.
Somewhere in a sea of far off light.
I feel you pull me in the night.
The rearview mirror holds me tight.
This winding road just twists away from my headlights.
My headlights.
Up where the road and valley meet.
The grid becomes a maze of crooked streets.
Just waiting, debating
Will I feel its cobblestones beneath my feet?
I reach the city as the sun comes up,
Feeling like a cracked and empty cup.
You fill it; I spill it;
This time I think I've used up all my luck.
Somewhere in a sea of far off light.
I feel you pull me in the nigh
The rearview mirror holds me tight.
This winding road just twists away from my headlights.
My headlights.
I remember how you cared
And all the things we used to share.
Somehow I lost you, lost my sight
Blinded by my own headlights.
My headlights.
Night-driving on a mountain road,
From the top I see a city down below,
It's laid out; it's grayed out
A perfect grid in a ghostly amber glow.
There's static on the radio.
Faint music from a time so long ago.
It takes me; it breaks me
I wonder if I really want to know.
Somewhere in a sea of far off light.
I feel you pull me in the night.
The rearview mirror holds me tight.
This winding mountain road twists away from my headlights.
My headlights.