Highway's Pull歌词

Little Hands of Asphalt -Highway's Pull
So i'm off again
I'm taking just one of my favourite friends
The tank is full
And well be giving in to the highways pull
Oooh oooh
I'll try to think things through
But i'll be thinking way too much of you
How you stick to plan
Though at times its best
to just play the hand
But i'm talking about cards
While the past comes in on broken wings
To crash in your backyard
And i'm picking every syllable apart
In those breathless conversations
That i've memorized by heart
Oooh oooh
The engine screams
I'm drifting in and out of dreams
Soon i'll be consumed
And you'll be back at the top of my room
Oooh oooh
The road is stained but any day
Now the quiet rain will clean our path
And leave your name
In solvable math
But patience never was my trade
And the broken back of honesty
Is thoroughly clich éd
When doubt has built a nest inside your head
All the restlessness that sleeps
Between us will break the bed
But make no mistake
Its hard to think that common sense
Won't pick a fight with consequence
When fall soon breaks
Know that i won't be around no more
When you find what
You're not looking for in me
Oooh