Big Log

My love is in league with the freewayIts passion will ride, as the cities fly byAnd the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of nightAnd the questions in thousands take flightMy love is a-miles in the waitingThe eyes that just stare, and the glance at the clockAnd the secret that burns, and the pain that grows darkAnd it's you once againLeading me on - leading me down the roadDriving beyond - driving me down the roadMy love is exceedingly vividRed-eyed and fevered with the hum of the milesDistance and longing, my thoughts do provideShould I rest for a while at the sideYour love is cradled in knowingEyes in the mirror, still expecting they'll comeSensing too well when the journey is doneThere is no turning back - noThere is no turning back - on the runMy love is in league with the freewayOh the freeway, and the coming of night-timeMy love is in league with the freeway