Speedway Thrill

Streaks of gold on asphalt gray (ahhhh)

Chasing lines that fade away

No looking back, we're on our way

Feet on the pedal,

hands on the wheel

Tell me is this dream for real?

Take me

to the speedway where we run free

Just the open horizon for you and me

(take me there!) No

red lights, no limits in sight

Running through the shadows of the night

Rubber burning on the track

(burning up) No turnoffs and no turning back

We fly beyond the warning signs

Crossing over dotted lines

Take me

to the speedway where we run free

Just the open horizon for you and me (take me there!)

No red lights, no limits in sight

Running through the shadows of the night

Speedway... Take me there...