You see this writing on the wall.
Oh, angel, you see this curtain fall.
Good times seem so far away.
Just a memory, old and grey.
And there was no one like you.
You rip apart the clouds in all my days.
Others all fade away,

on this long highway, mesmerising.
Long highway, paralysing, long highway.

And you may find your place [bad word] to, in winter frosts, your bed to climb to,
but I have seen down deep inside you.
They won't love you
quite like I do.

Look around, something real.
Touch something you can feel.
I found my dreams were ordinary.
Let me turn to sand.
Still, will be waiting for you.
Still, it will be there.
In the colour of rose on the sky,
in the ever-steady glow of your eye,
let it all fade away.

Long highway, mesmerising.
Long highway, paralysing.
I'm on my way.
So, looking back, you
with your hands on your face.
Did I drift into your mind?
Did I find a place?
All that we had here,
did it happen everyday?

Long highway, terrorising.
When I call your name,
you stand before me.
Hear me roar.
Hear me roar.