highway Like a battering ram On a silver black Phantom bike Oh, when the metal is hot And the engine is hungry And we're all about to see the light
them Playing car games Revving up your heart Before the lights change? Have you been there And not been aware That you are the victim Of a highway love
My first thought this morning, man, it sure is raining I just washed the car, oh yeah, the oil needs changing Bet it took ten seconds for you to cross
harder To live the dream I'm believing in Thunder road ... I stay up every morning until it turns light Thunder road ... There's something dying out on the highway
You get up every morning at the sound of the bell You get to work late and the boss man's giving you hell Till you're out on a midnight run Losing
night Dream Weaver, I believe we can reach the morning light Fly me high through the starry skies Or maybe to an astral plane Cross the highways of fantasy
night Ooh, dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Fly me high through the starry skies Maybe to an astral plane Cross the highways of
By the light of the moon To a 50's tune He pledged his love to her A girl so rare A girl so fair The girl for him for sure He could see himself getting
you never could become Things you dreamed of Hot night sky he watch sparks fly Highway birds, sunrise, paradise Cinderella's morning appetite Squintin' his eyes and the driver kills his lights
back to you I step out my front door and it comes back to you The end of my driveway, it comes back to you Brake lights on the highway, it comes back
[Damian Marley] Imagine Ghana like California with Sunset Boulevard Johannesburg would be Miami Somalia like New York With the most pretty light The
In the misty garden frozen leaves are possed like mannequins they wanna see the sunrise flashing fingers catch the morning light I wanna be there like
every shiny thing Just like that black crow flying in a blue sky I looked at the morning after being up all night I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light
Going to the Promise Land Yes, the Promise Land, o gosh now To the Promise Land, yeah Imagine Ghana like California with Sunset Boulevard Johannesburg would be Miami, Somalia like New York With the most pretty light
each Noisy highway leads to heaven Just like in a fairytale When I'm with you And I see a place where the light Of the morning shines forever like A
Light breaks through a crack in the shades Starting off another day, it all feels the same She takes in the morning air A faint smile while she does her
be the same Say so, just say so, just say so, Say so, just say so, just say so, Say so, just say so, just say... You are the light up ahead at the
Billy's standing out by a west Texas highway With his thumb in the morning air He's spent 18 summers in the dust of Odessa Never getting nowhere But