Big Log - Robert Plant

My love is in league with the freeway

Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by

And the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of night

And the questions in thousands take flight

My love is the miles and the waiting

The eyes that just stare, and the glance at the clock

And the secret that burns, and the pain that won’t stop

And its fuel is the years

Leading me on — leading me down the road

Driving beyond

Driving me down the road

My love is exceeding the limit

Red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles

Distance and longing, my thoughts do collide

Should I rest for a while at the side

Your love is cradled in knowing

Eyes in the mirror, still expecting they’ll come

Sensing too well when the journey is done

There is no turning back

No

There is no turning back

On the run

My love is in league with the freeway

Oh the freeway, and

The coming of night-time

My love

My love is in league with the freeway