It could just be me but there's a phoniness about The magic and the mystery of 3am Pondering not so much the meaning of life More the miles per lonely hour before a coffee stop again
Asleep on the motorway There is a world beyond the glare of these lights Asleep on the motorway Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights
No-one here to guide me through the darkest hour Just lines on the road like days in a year Trains of thought run alongside, remote in the dark You've gotta keep alert to stop 'em getting too near
Asleep on the motorway There is a world beyond the glare of these lights Asleep on the motorway Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights
And then it hits me, or rather, I hit it
Asleep on the motorway There is a world beyond the glare of these lights Asleep on the motorway Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights
Asleep on the motorway There is a world beyond the glare of these lights Asleep on the motorway Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights
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