You're driving too fast You pace like the crazies And I can't hear what you say You want to believe But you are just guessing But you always get away
If I wasn't only seventeen Now stuck on the highway Because I feel It's not where I was going All these 1600 miles Went to see what's mine In streets of the fading lines
It's still kinda warm But seasons are changing Where you stand and smoke them down You look pretty cold Yes, I'm always shaking Can you hold me for a little while If I wasn't only seventeen Now stuck on the highway Because I feel
It's not where I was going All these 1600 miles Went to see what's mine In streets of the fading lines You call up all time You have all these visions And you're thirsty all around Your heart goes too fast Your legs are still shaking Won't you come in for a while
If I wasn't only seventeen Now stuck on the highway Because I feel It's not where I was going All the 1600 miles But to see what's mine In streets of the fading lines
