Big Log

My love is in league with the freeway

It's passion will ride, as the cities fly by

And the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of night.

And the questions in thousands take flight

My love is the miles and the waiting

The eyes that just stare, and a glance at the clock

And the secret that burns, and the pain that won't stop

And it's fuel is the years

Leading me on

Leading me down the road

Driving me on, driving me down the road

My love is exceeding the limit

Red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles

Distance and longing, my thoughts do collide

Should I rest for a while, on the side

Your love is cradled in knowing

Eyes in the mirror, still expecting they'll come

Sensing too well, when the journey is done

There is no turning back, no

There is no turning back, on the run.

My love is in league with the freeway

Oh, the freeway,

And the coming of night-time

My love,

My love,

Is in league with the freeway