Down highway miles you're sleeping
In our middle seat
With my heart as full as an ashtray at a slot machine
Oh California god your cold sometimes like you and your
Like you and your vivid eyes on mine
On mine on mine
On mine on mine
Down highway miles
Where the twilight
Turns on everything well my heart's as pure as war
Has a clear enemy
Oh New York your stray dogs run wild
Like you and your like you and your vivid eyes
On mine on mine
On mine on mine
On mine on mine
On mine
