big log

"Big Log"

My love is in league with the freeway.
Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by
And the taillights dissolve, in the coming of night.
And the questions in thousands take flight.

My love is the miles and the waiting.
The eyes that just stare, and the glance at the clock.
And the secret that burns, and the pain that won't stop.
And its fuel is the years.
Leading me on - leading me down the road.
Driving beyond - driving me down the road.

My love is exceeding the limit.
Red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles.
Distance and longing, my thoughts do collide.
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.