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Big LogMy love is in league with the freeway Its passion will ride as the cities fly by And the tail-lights dissolve in the coming of night And the questions in thousands take flight My love is the miles and the waiting The eyes that just stare, and the glance at the clock And the secret that burns, and the pain that won't stop And it's fuelled once again Leading me on - leading me down the road Driving me on - driving me down the road My love is exceeding the limit Red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles Distance and longing - my thoughts do collide Should I rest for a while at the side? Your love is cradled in knowing Eyes in the mirror, still expecting they'll come Sensing too well when the journey is done There is no turning back - no There is no turning back - on the run My love is in league with the freeway Oh, with the freeway, and the coming of night-time |