Night Traveler - 1984

Tekst piosenki:

It's a California sleepless night
In a trailer laid below in lights
Babe, I'm trying to get to you
I'm almost home
I'm traveling while the city sleeps
Just the radio talking to me
Babe, I'm trying to get to you
I'm almost home

I got a fire in your place tonight
Put on a record
Let's get lost in time
My blood is running with you on my mind
Put on a record
Put on a record tonight

I see you coming down the trail
With your head too low for the summertime
Looking just like you did
When I first saw you

I got a fire in your place tonight
Put on a record
Let's get lost in time
My blood is running with you on my mind
Put on a record
Put on a record tonight

Put on a record tonight

How's your mind
Strong tongue
No time
You got some kind of love
Is it good in your eyes
When I show you stars
When you seize them
You got some kind of love

You're standing in your favorite dress
You take me in like I never lived
Know when I get back to you
That I've come home

I got a fire in your place tonight
Put on a record
Let's get lost in time
My blood is running with you on my mind
Put on a record
Put on a record tonight

Put on a record tonight