Borrowed Lighter Blues

(mmm-hmm) There's a borrowed plastic lighter

on the metal ledge

Right beside an ATM that keeps on beeping near the edge

It's two in the morning,

and the neon overhead is dead

Then a tourist steps up,

asking how to find the interstate

Leaning on the handrail,

trying hard to act like it ain't late

And the interstate is humming like a distant radio (yeah) Just another

midnight scene before we let it go

We are searching for a spark in the parking lot glow

With our headlights dim

and the radio low

Caught between the highway

and where we ought to go

Yeah we're chasing that truck-stop glamour tonight

He's holding on the railing like he's just enjoying the view

While the static from the gas pumps is whispering the truth

We're just passing through,

yeah, we're just passing through

We are searching for a spark in the parking lot glow

With our headlights dim

and the radio low

Caught between the highway and where we ought to go

Yeah we're chasing that truck-stop glamour tonight

Beside an ATM that beeps too loud Just another face in a

midnight crowd (mmm)