Traffic jam on a busy lane.
Like a clot in a deep blue vein.
A thousand powers conspire
against the forces of desire.
Battles once won are lost.
My heart’s missing, forever gone.
The noise, the lights and the smoke
can’t stop these thoughts of love.
The darkness closes behind me
as night swallows the twilight.
Every turn of the wheels
takes me closer to a love that’s real
I get that feeling – a kind of rush
I’m coming home to you – to us.