Keep Your Eyes On The Road - Lone Wolf

Keep your eyes on the road kid

I’ve no desire to be the flower on the central reservation

The clowns are too impersonal

And I like to think I’m worth more than the wide carnation from the unknown’s

grave

I’ve been keeping my love awake with the groans of regret from a former self

And she’s been keeping her love awake with her silence

She speaks volumes to me

She speaks volumes to me

She’s speaking loud and clear

The hands fall down

The threads look pathetic on the floor

Like suicide victims of a time well spent

The lino looking back at me like I am a waste of skin

How do I get myself in these situations?

Talk about shining armour

Get me out of here

I lay staring at your innocent skin wondering how I fucked this up,

but I surely did