3 AM Drive

empty streets and yellow lights
the city breathing slow
windows down at half past two
got nowhere left to go
the radio plays something old
i haven't heard in years
funny how a song can bring back
everything you thought you'd cleared

the road just keeps on going
the night just keeps on holding
something in the darkness feels
closer than it should

3 am and i'm still driving
don't know what i'm looking for
3 am and i'm still moving
like i've done a thousand times before
the city lights bleed into nothing
the highway swallows everything whole
3 am and i'm still driving
just me and the road and my soul

passed the diner on the corner
where we used to sit till dawn
the waitress knew our order
now that whole life's gone
i don't stop i just keep rolling
let the engine do the work
some things heal better moving
some things only moving hurts

the road just keeps on going
the night just keeps on holding
something in the darkness feels
closer than it should

3 am and i'm still driving
don't know what i'm looking for
3 am and i'm still moving
like i've done a thousand times before
the city lights bleed into nothing
the highway swallows everything whole
3 am and i'm still driving
just me and the road and my soul

maybe i'm not running from it
maybe i'm just giving it space
maybe the road is the only place
where everything falls into place

3 am and i'm still driving
don't know what i'm looking for
3 am and i'm still moving
like i've done a thousand times before
the city lights bleed into nothing
the highway swallows everything whole
3 am and i'm still driving
just me and the road and my soul

just me…
and the road…
and the dark…