Night Cab The raindrops on the roof of the car Sound like a warning I'm alone in the backseat And in the clouded sky a pondering star Waits for morning To go back to sleep
There's a great big world out there Of good and bad and everything in between I've got my own small world in here Of happy and sad and the little I have seen
Keep driving, keep driving
The silent lamppost bows down it's head Encircled by darkness With time on it's side And when everyone I know are in bed My light shines the sharpest Across the divide
There's a deep blue sea out there Of birth and death and the lovely mess in between
I've got my own short life in here Going to God-knows-where in this fast machine
Keep driving, keep driving
Through the city, past the billboards Selling hope to hopeless souls To the outskirts where every locked door Has seen things that no-one knows Past the beaches where the wind blows And the waves caress the shore Through the forest where a tree grows For two hundred years or more
The raindrops on the roof of the car Sound like a warning I'm alone in the backseat And in the clouded sky a lonesome star Waits for morning To go back to sleep