Falling in the West, the evening called for kindness
The mountains and mesas ablaze in the cold
A sole cure to madness
I keep driving in the distance
I keep driving till you’re there
Waiting on the dark side of the road, a hand wave and a smile on your face…
Looking for a call, a reason or a prayer.
You went out and you never got lost in the cold
You found a cure to madness
I keep driving in the distance,
I keep driving till you’re there
Waiting on the dark side of the road, a hand wave and a smile on your face…
We’ll ride till dawn and we’ll stop for a while
December is there and the weight on our shoulders
Will just melt in the giant skyline…
Skyline…
Skyline