When I'm out walking, I hear what you think When you sleep, you dream of automobiles Out in the darkness, desire casts light On a parking green stretching infinitely A fantasy fulfilled when the engine fires A rumble underneath you in the early hour
Racing forward, speeding back You will only rest when the morning's gone When you're not talking, I hear what you say When you laugh, your hood opens wide And all of this heartache could never deny That your new love rests behind the wheel