Night Driver
I drive at night with my tinted glass
While fewer cars my tires pass
The road, it seems
Is humming songs
None hear in the goings-on
The tactless streams of mid-rush hour is
Chastened by the silver power
Of the moon
It's gleaming cities
Blended shadows
Here I'm sitting
While fewer cars my tires pass
The road, it seems
Is humming songs
None hear in the goings-on
The tactless streams of mid-rush hour is
Chastened by the silver power
Of the moon
It's gleaming cities
Blended shadows
Here I'm sitting