Intro: * 4x * Driving through the long night * Trying to figure who's right * and who's wrong * Now the kid has gone * I sit belted up tight * She sucks on a match light * glowing bronze * steering on And I might be more a man if I stopped this in it's tracks and said * come on * let's go home * But she's got the wheel * And I've got nothing * ex - cept what I have on Chorus: