Tell me how this story ends The red lights mean you're leaving The white one's mean returning And I'll keep them fires burning The headlights look like diamonds The taillights burn like coals Before the fires go cold The countryside's deserted There's no

For once I want to be the car crash Not always, just the traffic jam Hit me hard enough to wake me And lead me wild to your dark roads Headlights, before me So beautiful, so clear Reach out, and take it 'Cause I'm so tired of all this fear