Driving on the highway one night Long and weary the road has been All alone with no one in sight Away from the world so mean
Traveling under the sky so bruised I have covered millions of miles Past the darkness my sedan has cruised Now I am fed up of these trials
I see the light on the other side of the tunnel It could be a reality or might be an illusion For a moment, theride felt like a runnel Now visible were the bruises from contusion
I waited for the darkness to pass Forced to surmise the delusion Time ran like sand in an hourglass Between me and him, it was the collusion
