Peter Bradley Adams - Late Night Driving

Late night driving
Follow red tail lights
Wherever I go
Wide-lined highways
Am I heading home
I just don't know

Fold it up on the dash
Follow the same old map
If only the dream I had
Could see me through

Same old places
But I'm always on the move
And it's been too long
Friendly faces
But still I cannot choose
Whether I belong

Fold it up on the dash
Follow the same old map
If only the dream I had
Could see me through
And every heart is breaking
With every ghost I'm chasing
Is it a chance I'm taking
I could lose

Daylight breaking
But there's one more turn ahead
That could send me home
Oh that could send me home

Fold it up on the dash
Follow the same old map
If only the dream I had
Could see me through
And every heart is breaking
With every ghost I'm chasing
Is it a chance I'm taking
I could lose