Came home from her private doctornDisconnected the telephonenEyes ablaze like the northern lightsnSo strung out there was no one homenWhite line on the burning roadnRolling high, collecting mapsnShades her eyes, a classic disguise, nRendezvous then she loves and laughsnnShe's got a long night, long night, nLong night coming up tonightnCowboy moon over silver roadnTime comes due to make her crystal runnIf it's all I do, just let me get throughnShe promised herself this would be the last onenIt's all in your head, the doctor saidnAnd she knew he was rightnBut she was in need of a little more speednGot a long night coming up tonight