[01:03]I’m standing at the roadside on the 118
[01:09]it’s freezing cold I’m dead tired
[01:15]a haze lies on the landscape and I’m shivering
[01:19]and all the falling stars seem to say goodbye
[01:25]as the rime is gently creeping right over my feet
[01:30]my eyes are following the white lines on the straightaway street
[01:36]swear that after the landing and after the pain
[01:43]I’ll think back of you
[01:44]every time every time it rains
[01:52]
[02:11]I hit the road now here on the 118
[02:17]it’s freezing cold I’m dead tired
[02:22]it’s eight thousand miles to where I don’t wanna be
[02:27]but still I’m leaving and I kind of wonder why
[02:33]it was a great from the beginning to the closing scene
[02:39]I count those hundreds of dead flies on the dirty windscreen
[02:43]you changed my paradigm and aspects
[02:46]you’re my passport to fame
[02:50]I’ll think back of you
[02:53]every time every time it rains
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