the moon's on full fm full moon the speaker in the sky she's loud and wise
and the highway I'm on is shimmering the signs shudder one more strand of light one last wisp of the wand before night
the highway I’m on is shimmering
the streets are bare everyone’s tuned to the glare it’s just me street wind and hair
I'm writing with my hand covering the light so my friend can still see when she drives turns are fast and changes too I still have a patch over my eye over you
long live the Sparkly Queen! she came from the east and rests in the west like me
and the trees are like claws coming by they're Ozark stark black on blue I still have the aftertaste of you
there's something about these streets how they fuel us
the highway I’m on Is shimmering
there's something about these streets how they fuel usTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
