I've got the wheel gripped tight, the engine strained
Driving hard into the rain
Pedal to the metal, I'm not looking at my speed
One clear break is all I need
To make up time

Got to get home before
You're not there any more
Baby, please, please don't go.

Last time I pulled off the road to telephone
I could have sworn you weren't alone
You sounded kind of cryptic, I'm already feeling bad
I said a lot of things to make you mad
I didn't mean.

I know you've heard it time & time again
But I swear this is the end
One last load just to put me in the clear
That life we're looking for is almost here
Wait for me.