Last night when the moon was covered by the clouds
I was wishing these headlights on my car were working
Nothing was going my way
I was coming home from heaven
All these people seemed to want to race me to
Somewhere I didn't want to go
I had it on cruise control
But still got ahead of everyone that was trying to pass me
I wish that hand pushing me on my back would go away
I don't want to leave you there without me
I wish you would have snuck in the backseat and Surprised me when I got home
I'll just see you next week I suppose
Till then I'll spend my days missing you
