Eyes getting tired, wandering through the mirror
I see you coming, I see you going
Oh, how pretty you are
Glistening and glinting eyes, two headlights in the night
You climb in, I roar alive in 2nd gear at last
I wonder if it's just a scheme to keep me waiting, waiting at home
Roll me in the fire
Fumbling with my hair and my keys
Gotta get going, gotta get moving along
You gotta keep me waiting at home, waiting at home
Make yourself at ease babe
I'm steering out of the lane
Making a stop right there on the side of the road
Hands on the wheel, eyes still on the road
She leans back and says "I'm ready when you are"
Wonder if it's just a scheme to keep me waiting, waiting at home
A little bit of caution, little bit of loving me
Racing through the tracks to a place I'll never reach
