On A Midnite Flyer, With You© 2001 Jesse SlokumNothing much to discuss, sleeping is my big problem Diesel motor's humming, dawn cracks - the day is coming Clouds ahead look like rain, makes me wish I was on a train. I think how I set you free, and my heart starts to flutter The old man next to me wakes up and starts to mutter Something underneath his breath, said he was afraid of death I blinked twice, hear him rasp, followed by his throat's last grim gasp Such a helpless feeling, when there's nothing you can do My senses were reeling, I prayed I'd make it through Then, I prayed for you Well, the fabled finger of fate finds its own moment in time My mind lingers of late, on who's innocent of crime Did I push you too fast? Was it too good to last? Were you toying with me? Were we simply too blind to see? One more night on the bus, leaving the driving to them Nothing much to discuss, sleeping is my big problem Diesel motor's humming, dawn cracks - the day is coming Clouds ahead look like rain, makes me wish I were on a train Sure do wish I was on a midnight flyer with you Sure do wish I was on a midnight flyer with you |