Testo This Road

Driving home after the show Listening to the radio Speaker rattles Driver side door And Jane sings a song about That old tin drum Banging on the shore There?s a tear in my heart Thinking of so many friends Some I just left Some I?ll never see again I?ll be home in just a few hours? time But for now I love the coffee And exploding stars And the fat moon shining on the passing cars And this road This road It goes on like a dream N like a dream It?s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel Cause I?ve forgotten what is real And I?m blinded by the snow And the radio?s glow Caffeine spills into my eyes I feel like I could drive all night Cause this highway Is just a smile On the hand of god So I?ll abide On this road This road It goes on like a dream It?s all I can do to keep my hands on the wheel Cause I?ve forgotten what is real And I?m blinded by the snow And the radio?s glow