I lift my head
As the motorway lights retrieve their thread
Hanging on to me
A line of red
Is all I see
I wipe my eyes
And the radio takes me by surprise
Singing songs to me
It tells us how
Were meant to be
Too late
Too late
Too late to drive away
Leaving a trail in the pouring rain
Too late
Too late
Too late to drive away
I wipe my eyes
And the passing lights consume the skies
Racing over me
A line of red
Is all I see
So I revive
The cigarette who's light had died
Breathing into me
Her silver smoke
It talks to me
Too late
Too late
Too late to drive away
Leaving a trail in the pouring rain
Too late
Too late
Too late to drive
And I don't need no time
Lost somewhere in this great divide
Taken by chance and racing here instead
And I don't need no time
With shadows cast from fading lights
Taken by chance and racing here
Instead
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, bye, bye
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, bye, bye
Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello, bye bye
There's some will somewhere
Some will somewhere
Some will somewhere
Of that much I'm sure
Some will somewhere
