Big Log

My love is in league with the freeways

It’s passion will rise as the cities fly by

And the daylights dissolve in the coming of night

And the questions in thousands take flight

My love is a miles in the waiting

The eyes that just stare and the, and the glance at the clock

And the secret that burns and the pain that won’t stop and it’s you once again

Leading me on, leading me down the road

Driving me on, driving me down the road

My love is exceedingly vivid

Red eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles

Distance and longing, my thoughts do provide

Should I rest for a while at the side

Your love is cradled in knowing

Eyes in the mirror still expecting they’ll come

Sensing too well when the journey is done

There is no turning back, no, there is no turning back – on the run

My love is in league with the freeway

Oh, the freeway, and the coming of night time

My love, my love, is in league with the freeway