Текст песни
I
can
see
the
sunset
striping
your
eye
I
will
drive
it
down
I
will
be
the
Sunday
morning
to
cross
When
you
wake
I
see
movement
In
your
eye
To
get
away
On
your
road
I
can
see
the
ones
that
are
standing
on
the
road
Turning
me
to
go
And
I
want
to
waste
their
time
some
good
time
Driving
slow
I
am
moving
To
go
slow
You
are
high
and
Accident
prone
Side
streets
have
no
name
In
the
back
lane
of
your
house
I
feel
that
today
We
two
are
smiling
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