Текст песни Two Cars Collide - King L

Friday night traffic
He's driving home
Talking to his brother
On the telephone
"I've been meaning to write
I've been meaning to call
But it gets so hard to find time to"

And everything goes slow motion
Everything goes black and white
Two cars collide
Two cars collide
Two cars collide

Waiting for an hour
Under Samuel's clock
Frozen to the bone
In a summer frock
It's the... it's the first time
That he had let her down
It's the last time he can

And everything goes slow motion
Everything goes black and white
Everything goes too fast and...
Two cars collide
Two cars collide
Two cars collide

Everything goes too fast...