Headlight's Glare - Chromatics

I watch the moon hang in the sky

I feel the traffic rushing by

Freight train engine in the night

I’m still here waiting for you

I feel the cold breeze in the air

Blowing circles through my hair

My eyes blind by headlights' glare

I’m still here waiting for you

We once walked these streets

In search of the unthinkable

We tried to be invisible

It only made us miserable

I once lost it all

In a game that can’t be won

I took a chance and had to run

The river was the only one