Life pulled on like a limo under the highway after the prom Time ran down like a scoreboard on the last Hail Mary bomb My heart's still stuck at a stop light With you sittin' there next to me And the red light won't turn green Yeah, it won't turn green,

I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light He's gotta be sure And it's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than life He's

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

This time I finally need a light, a light Tired of seeing in black and white, white Having flashes in my mind Can’t take the ticking of time The time that’s passing by Just an outline made of skin And my walls are paper thin I want to let you color me in

Give me a minute, I don't know what I'd say in it Beam me up, Let me be lighter, I'm tired of being a fighter,I think, A minute's enough, Could you beam me up, Just beam me up. There's a whole other conversation going on In a parallel universe

The General Lee I'm the Gerneral Lee, A pistol pumpin', steel belted cavalry. I'll never let you down when you're riding with me; Buckle up and I'll show you what I mean. Take a look back there: Sirens blownin', red lights flashin' everywhere; I'm a

Amado mio?, Amado mio, love me forever And let forever, begin tonight Amado mio, when we?re together I'm in a dream world, of sweat delight Many times I've whispered It was just a phrase That I heard in plays I was acting a part.

Speeding through all of these red lights, fast life Dreaming a beautiful exit We're gonna die young You're here for a reason, oh no We're gonna die young, we're gonna die young Don't ever sell yourself short, sell your sad things Accept the new, don't

Like a moth she moves to the red light Her blood warms and boils there She skims the sweat like a new milk And pops the buttons off her wet blouse Oh Queen of the Night Well she is deep inside She is haunting me (All of her soft parts call to me

When Daddy let me drive A young boy two hands on the wheel I can't replace the way it made me feel It's painted red, the stripe was white It was eighteen feet from the bow to the stern light Second hand from a dealer in Atlanta I rode up with Daddy when