underneath the heavy sky, the highway shines a razor blade cutting down to bone nothing left to do but hold the wheel and drive the dark of night, the dim light on the road all the way from Illinois, a thousand miles of waiting for a gentle touch, a kind believing word all the way from Illinois, and not one to be heard
tell me all the ways to make a day go by in an airplane high above the earth or standing in the kitchen in an awful fight the brightly colored blood of ugly words all the way from illinois, a box of clothes, a can of oil the promise of a place to settle down all the way from illinois, and not one to be found
and nothing hurts like crying on a long drive home nothing worse than hiding in the dark alone from the beautiful lights of a dangerous love
a shattered glass photograph of a broken heart a crack along the windshield of the world the shape of something running in the untame dark the howling out of freedom and of hurt all the way from Illinois, the radio, the rain, the road the dream of finding out just what is love all the way from Illinois, and turns out nothing wasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
