fixed on us
Streetlamps painting shadows on the dash
Quiet highway stretching out ahead
No need to hurry,
no need to rush Just the hum of the wheels and your
gentle touch (mmmmm)
Let the dashboard glow
guide us home In this tiny world of our own
Wish we could stay
in this quiet lane
And never have to go back again
Golden beams sliding down your face
Time is frozen in this sacred space
Radio playing a song from the past
Whispering low, hope this drive will last
Let the dashboard glow
guide us home In this tiny world of our own
Wish we could stay
in this quiet lane And never have to go back again (ooh-ooh-ooh)
Just a little longer (just a little longer)