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Driving home to be with you
The highway's dividing, the city's in view
As usual i'm almost on time
You're the last thing that's on my mind
I wish i could tell you the way that i feel
But tonight is the night i fell asleep at the wheel
No commotion, no screaming brakes
Most of it's over before i awake
From the ceiling my coffee cup drips
While out my window the horizon does flips
The worst part was hitting the ground
Not the feeling so much as the sound
Can't help but wonder if all this is real 'cause
Tonight is the night i fell asleep at the wheel
Rubberneck traffic and passers-by
Slow motion walter the fire engine guy
Stand around with their mouths open wide
I heard some idiot ask if someone's inside
With the jaws of life they tried and they tried
Nobody here can know how i feel 'cause
Tonight is the night i fell asleep at the wheel
I guess it's over now
Because i've never seen so much,
Never seen so much, never seen
So much blood
In all the confusion there's something serene
I'm just a posthumous part of the scene
Now i'm floating above looking in
As the radio blares and wheels spin
I can see my face slumped with a grin
And you... you're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my mind
You're the last thing on my mind.
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