Из альбома: Noara Dance
Without words, what I've heard
Loosing time and color
Scary men, here again
Cuts in line to get here
In the back of your car
I'll go anywhere - not too far
With the radio on
You've been driving far too long
I can't lie, what a ride
Jesus stands before me
Overhead, crimson red
Not the first, all together
In the back...