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Street lights flicker, on the road
I didn’t dwell on this
I’m driving home
It’s all I think about now
As I drive home empty handed
High hopes, low light
Low light
As I drive home empty handed
Would it even matter at all
Or would everything be the same
If you never met me
You never answered
You never answered me
High hopes, low light
Low light
As I drive home empty handed
Would it even matter at all
Or would everything be the same
If you never met me
I cried out
You never answered, no
As I drive home empty
Written by: Joseph N. Tristano
