Whipping hail on the highway Worn out wheels skating on the ground I know this road like the back of my hand Breathless engine don't fail me now
We're driving higher and higher, further up the hill in blinding snow Higher, higher, static white noise on the radio I don't know who or what, if anyone, is really in control Higher, higher, white lights guide me on the icy road
Clouds are crawling down the mountain Can't see where one ends and the other begins From afar, I see headlights Burn through the storm and everything within
We're driving higher and higher, further up the hill in blinding snow Higher, higher, static white noise on the radio I don't know who or what, if anyone, is really in control Higher, higher, white lights guide me on the icy road
Higher and higher, further up the hill in blinding snow Higher, higher, static white noise on the radio I don't know who or what, if anyone, is really in control Higher, higher, white lights guide me on the icy roadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
