Lyrics: heylog
Music: heylog
You see me, walk out the door
Ice, freezing in storms
Pray I make it home
Late a.m. and roads
See me movin' along
And this is where I belong
She don't want me home
Late on empty roads
(Empty) Roads
(Empty) Roads
(Empty) Roads
(Empty)
(heylog)
(Empty)
(Empty)
(Empty)
(Empty)
Highway, empty roads
Pass through constructed zones
Heading straight at storms
And she's so beautiful
These dark empty roads
Are filled with traffic cones
They always took so long
A patient drive back home
On empty roads
Empty roads
(Roads)
Empty roads