Starlight over highway In the middle of the road He runs to the sky of lonesome Six glowed on the board Silence, lights and buildings With a hundred fifty-five Fly outside the window And no place to arrive
He's a Skyrider, The Skyrider, in the night
Never saw the warning Keeping hands on wheel Three hundred crazy horses In a cold designed steel Smoking and reflection On a lost high beam dispel Memories attraction Forget on road to Hell
He's a Skyrider, The Skyrider, in the night
Starlight over highway In the middle of the road Pools reflect the car bones Five hour on the clock Shine of twisted metal fire With the fog of moon unite But only one spark flies higher In the shadows of the night