Glimpses of tomorrow seem like yesterday
Glimpses of midnight seem like mid-day
I need to turn this page before it's much too late
I need to turn this page before it's much too late
Can you just honestly expect me to lay down and take this?
You should know better by now that I won't take this
What did you think I would do here all alone, alone?
I'll go for a drive and hope to lighten my mood, my mood
Cars crash into banks of muddy water, and left with no escape
I'll drive on down the highway looking for a clue
Too much time on my hands with nothing to do
No one's out to catch me swerving and speeding
Times like these give my life some meaning
Can you just honestly expect me to lay down and take this?
You should know better by now that I won't take this
What did you think I would do here all alone, alone?
I'll go for a drive and hope to lighten my mood, my mood