Roads

Well so I've been told

They lead to your door

We roam like ghosts



Signs

They stay in the mind You left them behind

It's yours your time



Take these wheels out for the summer

I'm just tired of being a stranger

See no doubt its all in the blind spot

It's a simple rule of driving school



While

We're having good fortune

Put words to a good tune

They come soon I know



When

We're sick to our seams

Not all what it seems

The stars are near not far



Take these wheels out of town

I'm not into hanging around

See no doubt its all in the blind spot

It's a simple rule of driving school