I pull off the road

East of Baldock and Ashford

Feeling for my cell

In the light from the dashboard



Hissing from the road

The smell of rain in the air con

Maybe check the news

Or just put a tape on



Lighting up a smoke

I've got this feeling inside me

Don't feel too good



If I close my eyes

And fell asleep in this layby

Would it all subside

The fever pushing the day by



Motor window wind

I could do with some fresh air

Can't breathe too well



(She waits for me. Home waits for me.)



I guess I should go now

She's waiting to make up

To tell me she's sorry

And how much she missed me

I guess I'm just burnt out

I really should slow down

I'm perfectly fine but

I just need to lie down



We'll grow old together

We'll grow old together

We'll grow old together....