The road, a yellow line unfolds Jagged then corrodes, Pomona first of all Machines they rush in a trance Engines of despair The taste of desert air The wheels while we turn Slowly will burn
Follow me will you? Follow me will you? Follow me down until I will admire, I need someone who will
In parking lots you learned Boredom made you small Asphalt and the oil Conversations dull Memories pull you down Engine presses toward The dark the future holds Will bring some bright morning
To find the words that lift me high I'd tear a whole up in the sky I'd beg for your approval just to know I'm on the right course A trance, the engines of despair The taste of desert air The wheels while we turn They will slowly burn
Not alone We are not alone We are not alone On this roadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
