Sunset on candle road, stores are closed, the street lamps light up,. We take the long way home and dream of where the night will take us,. I'll roll all the windows down, let the magic in, and i'll float out,.
I see the hands of time,. Race by my tired eyes.. But I'm far too late,. To catch the final call.. It's like a waterfall,. And I'm drowning.. . In my dreams I see a man,.