I woke up with a startnon some dark southern highwaynbarreling through thenhot summer nightnand through the blacknour winding pathncut only by two headlightsnand I can't tell if we'renrunning from or coming toneither way my lovenwe'll make it throughnnRest your head let yourself sleepndon't give a thoughtnto worry or fearnI've got reason enough for the nightnsight enough to see our way clearnand I can't tell if we're nrunning from or coming toneither way my loventhe night is almost through