Drivin' All Night Long
The full moon's glowing out so bright, it's light out on the highway
I can't hear the engine for the wheels out on the road
The wind is blowing freezing, but it keeps my eyes wide open
It's 3AM and drivin's far and it hauls a heavy load
I gotta tell her that I'm sorry
I gotta tell her I was wrong
I gotta show her I still love her
And I been drivin' all night long
A hundred miles from nowhere, there are houses on the highway
Empty and dark, a place that someone once called home
Maybe they put sheets on chairs and tables like the movies
But I know that in real life, they're as empty as my soul
I gotta tell her that I'm sorry
I gotta tell her I was wrong
And I gotta show her I still love her
I been drivin' all night long
And if I fail and I turn my wheel into that semi coming
I know well that there's a man in there just trying to get home
And waiting up and worrying is a woman who loves him dearly
I ain't thinking clearly, 'cause I been drivin' all night long
People think I'm lazy, and I'm scared to just stop runnin'
People think I'm crazy, and I don't know that she's gone
But I know that I've got two hundred miles to make 'fore mornin'
I don't think too much, 'cause I been drivin' all night long
I gotta tell her that I'm sorry
I gotta tell her I was wrong
I gotta show her I still love her
I been drivin' all night long
I gotta tell her that I'm sorry
I gotta tell her I was wrong
I gotta show her I still love her
And I been drivin' all night long
I can't hear the engine for the wheels out on the road
The wind is blowing freezing, but it keeps my eyes wide open
It's 3AM and drivin's far and it hauls a heavy load
I gotta tell her that I'm sorry
I gotta tell her I was wrong
I gotta show her I still love her
And I been drivin' all night long
A hundred miles from nowhere, there are houses on the highway
Empty and dark, a place that someone once called home
Maybe they put sheets on chairs and tables like the movies
But I know that in real life, they're as empty as my soul
I gotta tell her that I'm sorry
I gotta tell her I was wrong
And I gotta show her I still love her
I been drivin' all night long
And if I fail and I turn my wheel into that semi coming
I know well that there's a man in there just trying to get home
And waiting up and worrying is a woman who loves him dearly
I ain't thinking clearly, 'cause I been drivin' all night long
People think I'm lazy, and I'm scared to just stop runnin'
People think I'm crazy, and I don't know that she's gone
But I know that I've got two hundred miles to make 'fore mornin'
I don't think too much, 'cause I been drivin' all night long
I gotta tell her that I'm sorry
I gotta tell her I was wrong
I gotta show her I still love her
I been drivin' all night long
I gotta tell her that I'm sorry
I gotta tell her I was wrong
I gotta show her I still love her
And I been drivin' all night long
Credits
Writer(s): Bruce Robison
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