Asleep On The Motorway

It could just be me but there's a phoniness about
 The magic and the mystery of 3am
 Pondering not so much the meaning of life
 More the miles per lonely hour before a coffee stop again
 Asleep on the motorway
 There is a world beyond the glare of these lights
 Asleep on the motorway
 Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights
 No-one here to guide me through the darkest hour
 Just lines on the road like days in a year
 Trains of thought run alongside, remote in the dark
 You've gotta keep alert to stop 抏m getting too near
 Asleep on the motorway
 There is a world beyond the glare of these lights
 Asleep on the motorway
 Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights
 And then it hits me, or rather, I hit it
 Asleep on the motorway
 There is a world beyond the glare of these lights
 Asleep on the motorway
 Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights
 Asleep on the motorway
 There is a world beyond the glare of these lights
 Asleep on the motorway
 Trying hard to believe it's just one of those nights