All night longIn the eye ofA new galaxy

In the morning
Bringing you back homeOn the highway i driveA little bit too slow

Come on look at these planesThey're flying over the rainOver the rain

I stay at home all the dayUnder curfew i feelA little unsteady

But your perfume in the airTakes me far awayOn the roadsAnd over the hills

Come on look at these planesThey're flying over the rainOver the rain

Well don't get any splinters on the floor

When you go down in the hole

Why don't you join people on the lawn

You work full time

Like a mole
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