Driving Towards the Daylight (Live)

Текст песни Joe Bonamassa - Driving Towards the Daylight (Live)

Look upon a mountain waiting on a train
Baby, I know what's wrong and it's still happening
Waiting on my destiny learning from my abilities
Who was wrong and who was right

And do we even know why we are fighting?
So take your own eyes off of me and look upon the churning sea

Driving towards the daylight, running from the midnight
Trying to get my way home
Running from the spotlight, trying to find the daylight
Trying to get back home

Rusty strings on my old guitar
Speaks volumes of who you are
So never did I think it was you
It was me, one of the chosen few

Who will it be, oh the next time?
Hopefully one with more sense of mind
So where did you go? Always will be
It's a story of you and me

Driving towards the daylight, running from the midnight
Trying to get my way home
Running from the spotlight, trying to find the daylight
Trying to get my way home

Driving towards the daylight, running from the midnight
Trying to get my way home
Running from the spotlight, trying to find the daylight
Trying to get my way home

Driving towards the daylight, running from the midnight
Trying to get my way home
Running from the spotlight, trying to find the daylight
Trying to get my way home

Driving towards the daylight, running from the midnight
Trying to get my way home
Running from the spotlight, trying to find the daylight
Trying to get my way home