Roads
Well so I've been told
They lead to your door
We roam like ghosts
Signs
They stay in the mind You left them behind
It's yours your time
Take these wheels out for the summer
I'm just tired of being a stranger
See no doubt its all in the blind spot
It's a simple rule of driving school
While
We're having good fortune
Put words to a good tune
They come soon I know
When
We're sick to our seams
Not all what it seems
The stars are near not far
Take these wheels out of town
I'm not into hanging around
See no doubt its all in the blind spot
It's a simple rule of driving school
