Too Late - Antimatter

I lift my head as the motorway lights retrieve their thread

Hanging on to me

A line of red is all I see

I wipe my eyes and the radio takes me by surprise

Singing songs to me

It tells us how were meant to be

Too late to drive away

I close my eyes and the passing lights consume the skies

Racing over me

A line of red is all I see

So I revive the cigarette who’s light had died

Breathing into me

Her silver smoke it talks to me

Too late to drive away

And I don’t need no time

Lost somewhere in this great divide

Taken by chance and racing here instead

And I don’t need no time

With shadows cast from fading lights

Taken by chance and racing here instead

Hello, Bye bye

There’s some will somewhere, of that much I’m sure