| Song | Driving Towards the Daylight |
| Artist | Joe Bonamassa |
| Album | Tour de Force - Royal Albert Hall |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Look upon a mountain, | |
| waitin' 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 eyes off of me | |
| and look upon the churning sea. | |
| (Chorus) | |
| 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 see, | |
| 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 back home. | |
| (Solo) | |
| 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 that midnight, | |
| trying to get my way home. | |
| Running from the spotlight, | |
| trying to find the daylight, | |
| trying to get my way home. |
| Look upon a mountain, | |
| waitin' 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 eyes off of me | |
| and look upon the churning sea. | |
| Chorus | |
| 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 see, | |
| 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 back home. | |
| Solo | |
| 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 that midnight, | |
| trying to get my way home. | |
| Running from the spotlight, | |
| trying to find the daylight, | |
| trying to get my way home. |
| Look upon a mountain, | |
| waitin' 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 eyes off of me | |
| and look upon the churning sea. | |
| Chorus | |
| 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 see, | |
| 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 back home. | |
| Solo | |
| 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 that midnight, | |
| trying to get my way home. | |
| Running from the spotlight, | |
| trying to find the daylight, | |
| trying to get my way home. |