I pull off the road East of Baldock and Ashford Feeling for my cell In the light from the dashboard
Hissing from the road The smell of rain in the air con Maybe check the news Or just put a tape on
Lighting up a smoke I've got this feeling inside me Don't feel too good
If I close my eyes And fell asleep in this layby Would it all subside The fever pushing the day by
Motor window wind I could do with some fresh air Can't breathe too well
(She waits for me. Home waits for me.)
I guess I should go now She's waiting to make up To tell me she's sorry And how much she missed me I guess I'm just burnt out I really should slow down I'm perfectly fine but I just need to lie down
We'll grow old together We'll grow old together We'll grow old together....